Symphony

A timpani
Beating an insane song
Screaming a grotesque mockery
Of my sonata of life
A hollow sound, chilling, cold
Empty.
All the sounds meshed
Into a melancholic siren
Of sounds so cliché
As the notes echo against my brain
I recoil
the jerky steps
betray me to the world
Their toneless criticism
Melding
Into the orchestra
Of my mind