Cycle

Life... is in music.
Music is in each corner of life.
Notes and all those instruments that gives life to them.
A different touch on each, a breath or hit.
Various scales... Each of them covered with another color.
A smile.
A tear drop.
Sorrow....
The titter hidden behind it.
The choir
Friendship.
Fortissimo piano.
Love.
All the sound that echoes from the skies!
Life is not more than every piece that I listen.
Chaos!
Simplicity. 
The melody of the unknown that I've memorized.
Noises. Each one trapped in a body. Bodies are in harmony. The perfect concord of lives which denies the integrity that they complete.
Fortissimo.
Rage!
The rhythmic consistency of grinding teeth and beating hearts. The hot yellow color of anger is turning to bright red of hate!
Rest.
One step back to comforting shadow.
Laying back for a moment. To be able to breath again. Far from the mutter and rush. A very limited number of heartbeats that I can spare for myself.
The tension.
The wait.
Sharpened thoughts that are pitched one scale higher.
Emotions bleeding out of the scars caused by those.
Years imprisoned in these seconds. 
The last stand of those who are condemned to be forgotten. 
The last silent requiem for those who are forsaken.
Dal niente.
Open your eyes.
Memories of long gone dreams that belongs to the loneliest night are approaching to the edge of the consciousness.
Open your eyes.
The mind... that keeps up with the sun. 
Clouds. The eyelids.
Open your eyes.
Bodies blended with blankets. 
Open you ey....

I did!

Thoughts, emotions... Reality!
Get up and take another step to the life.
Crescendo.
The rush. Responsibilities. The effort for racing the clock and outrunning it with bare foot.
Thoughts and bodies that lose themselves in the crowd of faceless names and heavy titles.
Steps that syncopates as the day is swallowed by twilight.
Decrescendo.
Fatigue.
In minds or bodies. 
Exhaustion of the emptiness that call itself souls.
Senesce. 
Getting slower... slowly.
Each heartbeat is weaker than the past.
Each breath is closer to the last.
Al niente.

Close your eyes now.