Ritual
You were there for comfort,
Protection against those sounds,
Sounds of mediocrity,
Engulfing my mind, my body, my spirit,
Enveloping my world, my perception,
Till I felt numb,
Then after a slight pause,
I'm in the air,
My hands raised above my head,
Lights flashing before my eyes,
As I lose myself in the sound of freedom,
Freedom that enters and leaves my body,
Energy,
Blackness,
An addiction that is supposed to be harmless,
But overtakes my life,
The life I choose to live,
But now it's been a while,
And I crave for the sounds, the feelings, the freedom, the euphoria
I know better,
No,
Yes,
I long for the feeling of no feelings,
But I know I can't go back,
My mind says no, but my heart aches yes,
All I know,
Is that I'm lost without my ritual