Music in my mind

I feel afraid...

Music. Sounds fusing inside my ears
making me feel afraid.
What will that presence create?
What will I see as her portrait?

Tonight the sun is crying
the moon, over its dark side smiles,
speaking ironically of the sun's
fallen power...its obvious weaknesses.

Tonight, the guitar has stopped
it only hits me in my mind
as a cymbal would, bam bam bam ba
and it whips my back.

The defenses are fallen.
The castle is destroyed
and the towers are shorter.