Its that solitary existence.

The nothingness of being and approaching everything.

To be alone.

To be really alone.

To go through waves of happiness--

true happiness, only to realize

that there is no one there to share it with.

There is the overwhelming moment when you are

full of all that life has to offer but there is this

greater question that lingers-- that floats between your

head and your heart but that settles in your soul.

It sounds like a connected and well scripted chorus

that fades into a melting of cymbals and jumbled

skipped heartbeats.