The Music Box

The Music Box

Inside...
Deep Inside...
Twisting Springs...
Coiling...
Constricting...
Contorting...
Spinning Discs...
Turning Cylinders...
Rotating...
Cogs and Gears Revolving...
Metallic teeth combing...
Scratching...
Clawing...

Utter Agony!!!

Inside!!!!

Utter Agony!!!

Yet the Sound produced is Beautiful...

Melodious...

Comforting...

Sweet...

All this is just a Facade!!! Like Duh!

When can the Faking end?
When can the Music be allowed to stop?
When will the Agony within cease?

Every time the Song is about to end...

Every time Bliss and Peace seem near...

Somebody has to Wind the Damned Thing...

Somebody has to Turn the Stupid Key...

And it starts all over again...