There they are. I can hear them again.

The sound of the drums.

Beating, beating, endless and infinite IT BEATS.

INSIDE ME.

I can hear the echoes. Feel the sound wave reverberating in my very soul.

Tribal and hiding under the guise of being unrefined but the beat

presses

on.

The most feral a steady beat could ever possibly have.

And here I am, battered by relentless waves of sound as they rush over and smother me and it STILL

WON’T

STOP.

Steady. Rhythmic. Pulsing.

Like the heart that beats within me. A mismatched sound of life opposing death, turning struggle into song.

A song which only I can hear. You all have your own songs to listen to!

This one is mine. and it knows what I must do.

So do I.