'lectric Sound

Heavy strings playing a melody screeching with every strum hands can't feel the fibered strings of this guitar drum hitting on with no actual beat to inspire like raining falling continuously ...never touching... squinted eyes are searching through my window mirror staring on myself to pass through my hinder squint so much turns into close darkening playing wavy 'lectric images that are made up peacefully synthesis blends harmony drowning in sound killing the voice drowning in vibrate listened by choice waiting for the track or creativity's death cause hearing music is my final breath.