Music of the Mind

In every sense of consciousness And in puddles of the subconscious Obligation pulls at the strings of temptation Plucking faster at the memories chords Until the rush of panic crashes Breaking through the minds barrier of sanity The harp screams the song of dread Echoing through the inner prison passageways And settling for the cold walls of being Finally shatters the ideology of repetition Within every throbbing pulse The hymn radiates in hollowness Emptiness of immense proportion Rattles the core of every bone And the psyche skips.