no evidence

no evidence

A Poem by kris

music soothes....it says what i can not bear to utter..
i never thought a song would be as a knife
the shock of the realization sets it
too cold...too numb to move
no tears even working themselves up
there's no way to express it...
blood rushin...the sound loud in my ears
my fight or flight reflex kickin in...
only.. i can't run from this...
and i can't fight it.
i have no choice...
music has turned traitor on me...
stabbing into me over and over
no blood...no evidence
only the deep pain that is easily hidden
so frozen inside...
can't stand to be touched...
i can't chance bein thawed out..
the consequences could be disasterous...

the notes of that song hit me...
music no longer flowing around me
it hits me a brick
over and over
still no evidence
of what's deep inside.
only goin through the motions of life
just watching from the sidelines
as the sun shines upon them..
the ice just forms on me...the sun can no longer touch me

i see it shining...but i dont feel the warmth
reminders everywhere
and still no evidence that the music is slowly killing me
now...just a shell
of who i used to be
getting emptier everytime i see the signs

i never saw this coming..
music was my life...
and now...its slowly killing me....
 

© 2009 kris


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my name is Kristin, im 19, in college for website design, with a job. reading music and writing have always been what i love the most. more..

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