A flip of the switch. The light comes on. A little crackle and pop. A little buzz. A little feed back. I hit one note. I hit another. Soon I'm lost. Bending and squealing. No need to talk. My mouth moves with unspoken words. They wouldn't make sense even if you could hear them. WHY, HOW, I HURT. My foot begins to tap. My body sways after a while. A tear slides down my cheek. I can not breath. It's a song about our love. Then it's a look into my past. Not much longer now and I will asault you. Full on. Pounding hard. Moving violently. Thrashing with the music. Banging my head. All the memories.THE BLOOD. THE SWEAT. THE TEARS. THE HATE. THE PAIN. THE PLEASURE. The sound the whip makes when it hits the flesh. The rattle of the chain. OH, GOD, SOMETIMES IT'S JUST TOO MUCH! All of this that flows from me. To my hand. To the strings. To your ears. YOUR mind. YOUR HEART. Can you take it? To hear me play? To see me sweat? To see me cry? To see my scars? To know that I'm still here living? To see me succeed? To take it all on is to know my life. All my secrets. All my hopes. All my dreams. Can you take knowing me that way? CAN YOU?