I am wanting to
Reclaim the songs that memories stole,
Feel the rhythms surround me,
Float atop the melodies,
Sing among the clouds.
Every note, every breath
Which resides within me
Has always been of this substance,
The ethereal substance that is song.
Memories attacked me with song.
I could no longer handle the sound
Of this music which loved me so.
At last it is time for a remedy.
I sit here now,
Reclaiming the songs that memories stole,
Feeling the rhythms surround me,
Floating atop the melodies,
Singing among the clouds.
I will not leave myself wanting.
