Kick drum pounds harder than my ever beating heart
Thumping in ribs holding too tight.
Suffocating under rhythms with no words overlaid,
Drowning in the lyrics left unwritten.
How do I get the words out when my melody drifts away,
Flowing so smooth with the wind, but never with my pen?
What is there to write for
What is there to sing for when I know my words will never reach you,
Will never caress you in the darkest of nights,
When you just need the words with you to hold your sanity in the night?
Kick drums send my pulse in frenzy,
Threatening the rhythm of my life into spiraling eternity.
When there are no words left to write,
No voice with which to sing
Who can stop my melodies from fading
And getting lost in the silence?