Sweet symphonies caress the ear. Abundant vibrations fill the hole. Dreams.
Life without sound, is but a deep eerie void. Agony and despair run rampant. Nightmares.
I wake up, my soul is uplifted. I regain hope as I reach for the cord. The cups fit snug against my ears, I anticipate stories. Music talks.
Pumping blood, we reunite. I am alive. I lost track of time, I am lost and found at the same time. I know the music will take me away. Unbound, I kiss the sky. I stay high.
I surrender, and I let her go. The sweet symphony concludes, yet I discovered life, and I realized. Music is my friend. My friends never die. Given the chance, music talks.