The Noose (Song)

The Noose - Falling and coming to a sudden stop (Click to Listen)

The piece was far from pretty. It was unlikely to delight any listener.

Some of his music channeled ugly feelings.

This one was hopeful and turbulent. Relentless or rising only to fall, halting. Turned the other way like a carriage racing so fast it would almost topple around a corner. 

He had let go of the trinket carried so far with him, and when he had done so, he remembered Aimea, in full. He had remembered where his scar had come from. He remembered the iron gate, the spike, the rope and noose.
He remembered witnessing it through eyes that were not his own.

This piece while far from beautiful, was important. It was for his heart. His heart of late was cluttered with newness. Confusion, friendship, care and love for those around him. Sudden, reckless and fierce. Love for memories, opportunities lost. Balking, shying away.

The piece was for momentum that hit a disillusioning wall. It was for knowledge learned only in hindsight. Tolerance, frustration, repetition. Waiting without ever coming to an end. Hope and loss. Crushing persistence. No one else's, just his own. His heart.

He played it for days until he could not any more.