Inquisition

Scrutinizing over every detailed note and melodic interval
Listening as though the world were ending
for some deeper meaning
Some hidden message we haven't found yet
that probably isn't there.
And I don't know why.
Probably because its so late in the night
The dark crept inside
of my head, and settled in
but I ignored it and went ahead listening.
Music fills up my ears
All of it, every part, and I continue
vexing over it like it
will answer all of my questions
Explain life to me.
Maybe, in time, all the answers will come
But not from it. No.
It may only help me realize
that all along
the notes only brought out what
I had never realized what was inside me.
I can answer my own questions.
I am very much alive.