It was a voice. The softest whisper, Yet it made all my hairs stand up and shiver. My mind was gone, Under the spell of the strongest liquor. What came after was all a blur. Words so clear they could cut through air, Mesmerized, couldn't help but stare. With fog all around, there wasn't much to see, Hell, I couldn't even breathe. Blindly, I followed. Every harmony lead to a different memory, Note after note ...

I know why now, why I'd always be trying to escape from reality. It's because nothing ever went my way. I'd get mad and shut out the problem, never realizing that the struggles were supposed to make me stronger, how over coming them would give me experience, how it would give me the knowledge to help others facing the same thing in the future. But again, itwas because I was afraid. Afraid I would go down th ...