Symphony

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I placed my fingers on the piano, slowly allowing my mind to guide the flow of the music.

My pain and suffering reflected in each note producing a bittersweet peaceful symphony that kept everyone captivated by the beauty of it.

The slow and gentle touch of the violin dancing with the symphony produced by the piano offered a music blessed by the angels.

Warming the souls of its listeners, healing their deepest scars like gentle feathers brushing over them.

Completely hypnotised and consumed by the music. I closed my eyes and gave myself to my only refuge.

Welcoming the peace and solace it offered to my soul. I played from the depths of my dark heart.

The despair and unspoken words reflected in it.

My eyes filled with unshed tears, my throat aching.

Yet I held back the tears and expressed my pain with my music hoping it would be heard somehow by someone.

A silent yet painful cry for help..

Each note sending vibrations of sadness and peace through me...

The symphony of my misery echoing in the room.

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