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As The Music Fades
A Fading Song
I can hear a song fading,
in the distance.
A song that once played loud,
without resistance.
It was an exquisite
unmistakable rhythm
that caressed my heart.
It made the butterflies fly,
overwhelming inside,
with crippling warmth .
Eargasms after the song
that played with strength.
A never ending tune
that stretched even more in length.
Oh but how I dance to it,
sang with it,
thinking it would never end.
Like a One-Hit-Wonder,
that one day,
stopped in suspense.
Where did it go?
How can I win it back?
Doubting myself,
wondering if it was my fault,
Was it something I lacked?
Slowly becoming just a hum,
The song became a mourn,
The tune began its quiet descent,
into one lonely monotone.
It pulled at my heart strings,
snipping off any relation.
As I felt it leaving the universe
the silence threatened to drown
me in desperation.
The fear of losing
the music, that made me,
ate at me in waves.
Was I wrong to try to hold on,
to something,
that was not mine anymore
to crave?
As I pleaded,
as I begged,
the song starts to die.
As if its done with itself
losing the strength,
and giving up with a sigh.
I couldn't resurrect it,
to it former glory,
I couldn't have it prolonged.
That heart beat of yours,
no longer mine,
became a fading song.
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