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The Inexpressible.

After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music
-Aldous Huxley

For a year and a half..... I was hollow. I would go through life and all these emotions people have, nothing would penetrate the surface level of the facade I putt up for everyday life. When I was alone I would turn on my music as loud as possible. It didn't matter what it was, 80's rock, 90's R&B and country, The Beatles. All I knew was that all day long I would feel distant and detached, but I felt a connection to the music. I would write and write, but I couldn't find the words to say what that connection was, what was missing, why I felt like I did. Music, music of all kinds, jazz, classical, ballads; that was what was able to make me feel something.
deleted deleted 26-30 2 Responses Jan 19, 2013

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Silence is an integral part of music. Silence and Sonarity touch the heartstrings of the soul as nothing else can.

This sounds exactly like something I went through a couple of years ago...

Where words fail, music speaks. Very true

I'd definitely be the person to understand. I still struggle with it now and again. To me that numbness, hollowness, feeling of detachment from everything. Unreachable. Was worse than the great amounts of pain I've felt.

Music was my crutch through all of that. It was how I connected. It was also my escape

It is bittersweet. I hate knowing others have felt what I've felt. It's nice not being alone, but part of me would be okay with that if others were spared. Just doesn't work that way