Symphony

There is nothing he can do, he sits in the dark, lost to the world outside. He hears a thump over and over; first it's slow, as if it's just going through the motions. No feeling to it, no emotion no reason. Just doing what it has to. Suddenly, he feels a strange warmth, a voice begins to whisper in his ear. He knows these words, he knows these feelings. The thumping becomes more apparent, more vibrant,more alive. The more he hears the more the thumping sound picks up. Almost as if it was hit by a bolt of energy that made it worth something.

Suddenly the voice stops, the thumping changes,it slows, almost as if it were crying itself. Suddenly he can hear a water drop. drop.drop.drop. is all he hears.As he tries to walk and move forward his legs stiffen walking becomes harder, sometimes as if he's not moving at all. The sound of the water drops gets louder, the thumps are so few and in between he doesn't even hear it anymore. All that can be heard is the drops.

He walks further and further with no real destination.He just walks, hoping,praying,dreaming, the voice will come back and lead him out of this place. He walks and hopes, the days become weeks than into months and into years. Through his walking he's heard many voices but not the one that stopped the water drops or changed the thumping.

He stops, everything on him aches, he thinks of the voice again that changed things and his eyes begin to hurt, the water drops come more frequent and rapid. The thumping returns in a rhythmic melody with the water drops as if they were playing a symphony of loneliness.

The symphony of a lonely and lost heart fill his ears, the water drops have covered his face,he's been drowned in this symphony. He basks in the sorrow as if it were a badge of honor. Knowing nothing more than this sorrow he makes it his own. He embraces it and lives it.

Awaiting the day a voice comes along to change the symphony that he lives within. Until then he walks with his back to the light, his body entrenched in the water drops and his mind lost in his symphony of a lonely heart.