The Song

The song is on mute again
Words scrolling across the screen
Characters in a language I do not know
A careless whisper barely heard
Yet followed by heart
And I switch on the sound
Lost in my own semi-consciousness
Tuned into the subliminal
Betrayed by my own frequency
Trapped on repeat
Bounding around inside my head

The song is on mute again
Defiance of the oft-quoted norm
Labeled by consequence and pain
Straining to be heard amidst the chaos
Beating heart slowed
Ticking time
In a convoluted, yet steady rhythm
Words scrolling again quickly
And this time they speak to me
Volume rising higher
Drowning out my inner voices
A soothing salve for what ails
The song becoming one with my soul

Until I begin to sing along
And the magic dies.

Sam