Music Of My Heart Read Count : 141

Category : Stories

Sub Category : YoungAdult
You know how sometimes certain thoughts get into your head and they just park themselves there, refusing to budge no matter what you do to try to push them away? Well, I'm having one of those days. Thoughts of you, and us, and all the uncertainty between us have been plaguing my mind the entire day to the point where I feel like I'm breaking inside.

I tried to sleep, in hopes sleep would make these thoughts disappear but boy, was I wrong. I've been tossing and turning in my bed for the past half hour. I'm still wide awake, and I'm still battling with these thoughts.

Restless, I get up from my bed to sit by my window, seeking out the moon. I look up in the sky and see nothing but a cloud of darkness.

"Where are you, Mr. Moon?"

Not giving up hope in finding the moon, I continue to sit by my window, restless and still deep in my thoughts. The urgency I feel inside, the need to get a glimpse of the moon which, in some insane way would bring me peace, is bringing me close to tears.

"Show me a sign," I whisper into the night. "Show me what it feels like.... the beautiful part of this breaking, and let me feel deep down inside that this madness which is decaying my bones is part of the beauty I have yet to understand," I plead. "This agony is eating me up. I need to know there is beauty somewhere in all of this pain so I can believe in something again, and know this pain isn't all for nothing."

A tiny sob escape from my lips as I continue to peer up the sky. My heart feels like as if it was leaded with dead weight. My stomach feels like as if it's being shredded to pieces by a dagger. My chest feels like it's going to explode at any time. The overwhelming feeling of restlessness and helplessness is slowly pushing me over the edge.

Just then, I feel a slight shiver as a soft gentle breeze caresses my skin. I look up into the sky and see the clouds part and there he is.... Mr. Moon!

"Close your eyes and picture this.... That held breath bursting against the walls of your lungs sighing in hope, the quiet scream burning the  back of your throat ripping pain into peace, the storm and stillness you are struggling with within.... that is the beauty. When chaos comes calling, calm answers her call. You can't have one without the other."

The voice was soft and soothing. Immediate peace envelopes me. I shudder at the sudden chill of the gentle breeze. And as I wrap my arms around myself, I smile. For I know right then everything is going to be alright.

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