the world outside...

i close the door to the world outside,
commit myself to this lyrical suicide.
let my mind ride on the waves of
this rhythm.
lose myself to this moment.
let it consume me whole,
like alcohol.
till i think not upon sober thoughts.
but be inspired to undo cryptic notes,
connect mysterious dots
and find exists out of confide spaces.

i feel the rhythm touch me, uplift me
inducing a feeling fulfilling,
feel the elevation,
the spiritual escalation.
escaping the eyes of lustful beings,
that only find satisfaction in material things.
rescued from the sad songs,the bird on my window
sing,
elevated above these insatiable beings.