Tuesday, December 28, 2010

I love loud music.

I love loud music. I don't even care what it is. It blocks out the thoughts. 

The doubts. 
The voices. 
The hurt. 

It blocks out it all.... with it's steady stream of bass and lyrics and distraction. It's beauty in it's simplest form. 

Mind altering.
Thought blocking. 
In it's pounding rhythm. 

But then it stops. 
The ringing begins. 

The ringing doesn't block out the thought. 
The hurt. 
The heartache. 
The what-ifs and what-the-fucks. 

It's free reign. Open season. Every damn thing I didn't want to hear. 

Didn't want to think. 
Thunders in the ringing silence. 

I love loud music. I just can't live there. 

Although I would try. If I could.