Woke Up To The Sound Of Pouring Rain
...... It's Dark ...... It's Cool ...... It's Quiet ....
The only sound is the rhythmic thumping of my pulse echoing within my skull
.......
They say that if you stare to long into the Abyss then the Abyss stares back into you
.....
Yet as I sat moments ago , gazing longingly into the Abyss of the Night Sky , I felt as if I was not alone ... out here in the silent country side ...... through the self exhaled puffs of smoke I could have sworn I saw the faint glimmer of a face .... but was merely my overactive mind and weary heart projecting the image into my eyes I wanted to see ..... I felt a presence , calling my name ..... Heard a voice I've replayed in my mind a Million times over ..... but as the crickets chirp the scilence of reality sets in .... again it's just my mind playing tricks on me. There have been many nights spent staring up into the moon and smiling , hoping and wishing that for that one moment in time I was sharing a moment with someone ..... that they were also gazing up at the sky ... and for that split second in life .... there was no one else but us .... a moment shared ..... but the clouds coverd the sky in a dank , black curtian .... snapping me back into the world of the now ..... and the truth , I was alone .... the light was gone ..... the moment was gone ..... and all that remained was the cold and unforgiving darkness holding me.
As I began to write this I had just wanted to let my soul bleed foward again ..... and so I hit play on the ol' list of music ...... but it was then it happend .....
A single song ..... musical notes and lyrics that seemed to take the events of before and toss them back to the front of my mind ....
"Woke Up To The Sound Of Pouring Rain , The Wind Would Whisper And I'd Dream Of You"
......
It's Quiet again ...... the cool breeze compliments the lonley embrace of the shadows once again ....
But next time the moon shines down and iluminates into my eyes and heart
Mabye then .... Just Mabye ......
The only sound is the rhythmic thumping of my pulse echoing within my skull
.......
They say that if you stare to long into the Abyss then the Abyss stares back into you
.....
Yet as I sat moments ago , gazing longingly into the Abyss of the Night Sky , I felt as if I was not alone ... out here in the silent country side ...... through the self exhaled puffs of smoke I could have sworn I saw the faint glimmer of a face .... but was merely my overactive mind and weary heart projecting the image into my eyes I wanted to see ..... I felt a presence , calling my name ..... Heard a voice I've replayed in my mind a Million times over ..... but as the crickets chirp the scilence of reality sets in .... again it's just my mind playing tricks on me. There have been many nights spent staring up into the moon and smiling , hoping and wishing that for that one moment in time I was sharing a moment with someone ..... that they were also gazing up at the sky ... and for that split second in life .... there was no one else but us .... a moment shared ..... but the clouds coverd the sky in a dank , black curtian .... snapping me back into the world of the now ..... and the truth , I was alone .... the light was gone ..... the moment was gone ..... and all that remained was the cold and unforgiving darkness holding me.
As I began to write this I had just wanted to let my soul bleed foward again ..... and so I hit play on the ol' list of music ...... but it was then it happend .....
A single song ..... musical notes and lyrics that seemed to take the events of before and toss them back to the front of my mind ....
"Woke Up To The Sound Of Pouring Rain , The Wind Would Whisper And I'd Dream Of You"
......
It's Quiet again ...... the cool breeze compliments the lonley embrace of the shadows once again ....
But next time the moon shines down and iluminates into my eyes and heart
Mabye then .... Just Mabye ......