A steady beat.
Thump, thump, thump.
But what happens when the quiet around you is even louder than that beat.
Your heart begs for its own solo in the symphony of you.
It begs to be heard but the screams of the monsters on the outside start to eradicate the beat.
Thump, THUMP, thump,
Quicker, quicker, flowing the blood throughout your body faster than ever before and in one smooth motion.
It stops thumping.
The symphony that was you, was never even a piece at all.
The thought of it forgotten easier than it is to breathe.
You alone can create a masterpiece of music from the hollow cavity that is you.
You are more than notes thrown together to make a noise.
You are an orchestra made of the softest yet loudest violins, cellos, and violas ever mixed together.
Make music before the beat
stops
existing