pesky ring

this is a transferring of writting onto my blog so here

theres a ringing in my ears.
its not all bad.
its kinda like a little reminder
of the beautiful music that i was hearing.
its kinda like a reminder
that i didnt listen as closely as i could have.
i miss the music.
and the ringing
doesnt sound all that good to me.
it keeps me from sleeping.
it distracts me from my deepest thoughts.
the ringing almost physically hurts my ears.
but i dont want it to stop just yet.
because when it stops
it will take a little part of me with it.
little hairs in my ears.
i can never listen the same way again
and the ringing is all i have left.
each day it fades a little more.
one day the ringing will be gone,
but it might not completely fade away,
i hope i remember the feeling
of listening to that beautiful music.
the symphonies of stringed instruments softly singing
one day it will fade away.
and stop its infernal ringing.
one day ill be able to fall asleep.
one day.
when i am able to sleep
it will come with reluctant acceptance.
ill dim to half-consciousness.
ill dream about the days when i still had my ringing.
my sweet ringing.


for ef