Musical Intoxication

The hum of music enters the soul,
Leaving me blind to the thoughts of my own.
I try to conceive the ideals of myself,
Without a moment to spare
Keeping to the pace of the drums.

The rhythm of life pulses through the veins
An endless beating of chambers unseen.

Were it not for music:
The soothing balm
The numbing drug.

But knowing the words to this song keeps me sane,
Allowing me to hum a tune to myself.