The Fall

Full of desire
like a raging river rapid,
hit by a thousand
icicles of pain,
you want to scream
and throw away the wanting,
it is killing you.

Try to ease the pull
of the strong undertow,
desperate moves
but all in vain,
it holds u in it's grip
and tightens the screws,
it is chilling you.

Reality stares ,
it's a different shade,
pulling you to the edge
in a frozen sense,
you stand there alone
and watch the fall,
it is calling you.

Images in a flow
play music in your mind,
the sound of music
paints a picture in your heart,
you listen and float
away in the strains,
they are filling you.

The spirit is alive
and music never dies,
but you fade away
as memories of another day,
as they stand there
hearing your sound,
they remember you.

Life flows on
in a circle of sound,
you come and you go
never immortal,
others come
and take your place,
they replace you.

From dust you rise
to dust you shall return.
still the music plays on
in the realms of our world,
you stand there alone
and watch the fall,
it is calling you.