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Teenage ponderings of a boy who cannot sleep.

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The rhythm of life
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Thump Bump... Thump Bump.

Every night I lie awake. I ponder the rhythm of life.

Thump Bump.

I hear my heartbeat in my ears. I try to daydream, to distract myself from my thoughts, but they always come back.

Thump Bump.

And I can hear my roommate falling asleep beside me. Why is it that he can sleep when he has more troubles than I do? Why is it that he can sleep soundly, holding me tight against his body? Why is it that I can't lay still? That Thump Bump of my heart just makes me squirm.

Thump Bump.

That rhythm is my life. Every day, every action, every breath. My life is defined by this rhythm and all those around me.

Thump Bump.

Alarm in the morning. School in the day. Nicky's at night. Sleep and do it again.

Thump Bump.

Throw swimming practice in there for a few months once a year.

Thump Bump.

Other than that, its all routine.

Thump Bump.

Caleb flirts with Sarah. We play pool.

Thump Bump.

Pogue fights with Kate. Pogue and Kate break up. Pogue and Kate make up. We play pool.

Thump Bump.

Reid flirts. We play pool.

Thump Bump.

What else does he do? He picks up the girls. He comes back late. He comes back to me and I crawl into his arms and lay here. Listening to that damn rhythm.

Thump Bump.

The rhythm of the night, of my life.

Thump Bump.

But what does it all mean? What song are we playing? What's our part? Where do we go from here?

Thump Bump.

It seems like the others all know. They all have plans. Futures. Goals. What do I have? I have pool. Pool and that rhythm. My life is passing me by. I am floating along on that rhythm.

Thump Bump.

The rhythm to the song that has no words. I am the rhythm, the rhythm is me. It is my soul, my heart, my life.

Thump Bump.

But that's just it, what does it mean? What do I do with this beat?

Thump Bump.

As I hear Reid's steady breathing in my ear, and feel the warm arms around me, keeping me close, I hear that familiar beat that I don't want to lose.

Thump Bump.

I know that it is time for me to write my song. But as I stare into the dark and listen, I think that maybe I will just fall into this rhythm for a little longer.

Thump Bump.

After all, that rhythm is my life.

Thump Bump...
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I leave you with that my good readers. This is to all who don't know what to do with their lives. To all who feel caught in the moment or lost to the clock. To all the dreamers and children. Stay as you are and enjoy the music. Don't write your symphony until you must. There is plenty of time for complication and decision. The rhythm is that which is basic and simple, so don't let the chords drown it out. Without it, there is only chaos. Remember that you are the rhythm, so don't lose it.

Until next time,
-J X