Music

When the dark's hue seems as if it's as black as it could get
Sucking up all prospects of happiness,
And sends your dear memories to a faint, distant past  
Deep in oblivion, perhaps never to be remembered,
 
Emotions remain, like invisible strings of the universe,
Rising up from a dark crevasse when we had least expected it
Brought by the notes of an all too familiar tune
You hummed before the edge of doom.
It's interesting how music can affect us so much.
It plucks on your heart strings,
Makes the soul cry and wish to go back
To a time when it had first heard that very tune.
 
Emotions stay the same, and so does the way
music plays those emotions.
It starts slow, meticulously playing the first bars
With a nostalgic and gentle whisper
 
Who is it whispering when you hear those notes?
Truly there must be someone special to you
Who makes music mean this much
Who makes it mean everything, even for just that moment.
 
The idea makes you smile, and it hurts,
It hurts that there are times you can never return to
Experiences you can never relive
People you can never talk to the same way you did back then
 
You hear the violin rending your chest asunder
You want to run, with all your might, but walking, even standing
On your own, is already too difficult.
And tears start to fall inexplicably.
 
You can hear the music echoing from the dome of night
And the stars all seem to be holding their breath.
Something wells up from inside of you:
A revelation. One you've always known.
 
As you move forward, you sacrifice things such as happiness,
Moments, dreams, the world you wished and knew you would love
The people you can never live without,
And like a flame, it feeds this unbearable pain
 
And yet with all your heart you appreciate it.
You can never go back, but somehow, your heart is still
Living the moment, basking in all of the same emotions,
and humming the same, familiar tune that's still with you today.
 
It's strange how music can make each and every phase of the moon,
Both the shade and the luminous crescent,
Both the gleeful and sorrowful moments of life,
Beautiful beyond compare.