Goodnight, love

Orchestra

The sound of the violin,
Playing as I breath,
Releasing the pain of my heart,
With the notes it sang.

The beat getting louder,
My heart beating faster,
My eyes widening,
As the music goes.

But time will come,
That that melody would end,
With happy people,
The tune imbedded in their hearts.

I whirred shut,
As the music dropped,
My heart stood still,
By breath hitched.

It's finally over,
The pain is gone,
The music's done,
And non shall ever be repeated.

I am shedding my blood,
For the instruments in an orchestra,
To stop their melodic battle,
And send this for all.

I am a violinist,
Giving them my all,
The force of my hands and my heart,
Synchronize.

Together they will be one,
They shall be one,
Even when the music stops,
And my heart stops beating.

I never really had friends in the war,
I'm a lone violinist,
Fighting them altogether,
Trying to seem to win.

But the sound of others,
The loudness of their spirit,
Slaughtered me,
And I know it's over.

They think they're lower than me,
They think I'm better,
But truth is I'm not,
I'm just trying to be what they think.

I am weak,
My heart will never beat as fast,
To try and be who I really am,
Not what I'm forced to be.

To produce the best note in the script,
To help them rise the slope,
To drag them up,
But I can't.

It seems like I am,
It seems like I can,
It seems like I will,
But no.

I'm a violinist,
I play a violin with a broken string,
Shrieking high and low,
Going to the wrong direction.

Driving people mad,
Getting them angry,
But I want to help,
And I can't.

I tried,
I thought I could,
I wanted to,
But I really can't.

For I am at the back of all this,
Watching and is trying to be a part of it,
To be what I can,
To be what I want to be.

But I'm afraid,
It's time to go,
The night is done,
And people are leaving.

Ones they left,
They're not coming back,
They won't,
Because I'm a fraud.

I'm a professional,
Well supposedly,
But I'm not,
I never was.

Don't bother with a broken toy it'll only get you hurt,
It'll only make you bleed,
Rip your heart.

I'm a danger in disguise,
So better stay away,
Keep your hands by your side,
And don't get near me.

For I am a violinist,
Playing a violin with a broken string,
Out of tune,
And my heart has stopped beating.

Just hoping,
That when we were done,
I had left you a piece of me,
One you'll never forget.