The music
which warms
my heart
Is echoed off
the guitar that was
once played
But now sits
in a corner
and feels the lonliness
of deaf ears
A broken string
snaps
at the empty air
and fades
quietly away.
Pain
Pain
I'll show you pain
Pain from within
within the place
that traps the soul
I'm ready
I can love you
to the heavens
begin to smile.
copyright RW Erskine