My Loss Would be a Tragedy
Sound and melody,
Perfect symmetry,
Without I could not live.
The loss of my voice,
Would be the loss of my entity.
My entire existence,
Meaningless.
As I would lose my passion,
My escape from reality.
All of which beholds my personality.
Must I say anymore of my loss,
Uninterested I am of anything else.
Senseless I would be if I could not sing,
I live by the law of melody.
Consumed I am with my own expression.
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