Endless Beat

I wonder If,
In sense,
In rhythm,
Insanity wavered on?
Did the beat of life roll me by?
Did the love of light,
Burn my Sight?
When did it start?
How long will it Last?
If the Time of Day,
Is anything to go by,
I'll be listening for an Eternity.

I'm surrounded by excitement.
It twists and turns around me,
Leaving no dull moments....
Do the wounds I bear,
Leave me bare?
In the sound,
I drift,
No place to go.
But does that mean,
Without the lode,
I can no longer move?

It surrounds me.
I can't think anymore...
I can't not think anymore...
The stimulation is too much...
The Music has come too far,
The Beat has left me full,
And Filling.
Eternity in the grace of 13 circulations;
Forever far too short a time to give,
In this beat,
I'll last endless,
Whited out,
Blacked out,
Till no sound can suck me in...
Again...

ISA

If anyone is confused...I'm just putting these images on, so you can get a feel for the story...I hold no...ownership...of them. If the art comes from a specific person/place, I'll be sure to leave that information in the title. Till the next poem, enjoy.

Further Note: (You can listen to One More Time/Aerodynamic by Daft Punk on Alive for the last stanza of the poem to get more of a feel to the poem)