I cant hear the music,
I cant hear the songs,
I cant hear the beats,
For music I long.
I cant hear the joy,
I cant hear the screams,
I cant see the tears,
I cant hear the hymms.
I can't feel the rythm,
I can't hear the melody.
But I feel the love,
From my girlfriend next to me.
She let me feel the song,
By tapping on my palm.
She was like my guardian,
Pulling me from harm.
She made me feel loved,
When i couldn't feel anything.
I didn't know if i could feel again,
When i found my self unable to sing.
I found myself unable to love again,
When my girlfriend died.
A truck roared across the road,
And knocked her down her side.
I shut myself in my apartment,
And made happy hour ironic.
The bar kicked me out,
I played my last song on the side of the creek.
Was ready to throw myself in,
Was ready to die.
And join her in heaven,
The reason i don't know why.
I figured I'd die for her,
Figured it was good.
Then I realised I was being a fool,
It was as dumb as eating wood.
I decided to stay alive,
To survive for those that did not.
I knew my choice was right,
When I was able to heal the hearts that rot.
I reached out through my fingers,
Spent sleepless nights typing.
Always woke up with blisters,
A helpless war i was fighting.
Almost fell to yellow snow,
Her rope of hope helped me up and eased the pain.
I died of hypothermia,
while giving hope to people in the rain.
Victor van Baron Community Member 
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