Do you hear the music,
That once did beat from within
The constant thump of the unsettled.
A sun that will rise but never shine.
Can you feel the rhythm
The study murmur of the drums
Coldness and warmth both intertwine
Are you waiting or do you run?
Do you understand the rush of
What is to be and what will never come?
Slow and fast and now it's gone
Is your patient running thin?
As your lids grow weary
Trying to fight...what!
You want it, you need it
You know what it should be
But do you get it
What is it that you will receive?
Can you give it a description
Or is it closed from your vision.
Your body tense how it's relaxed.
Should you encourage it to happen?
Do you plead for it to stop?