False Note
My heart has lost it's music,
Forgot how the dance to the beat.
My mind has hit a brick wall,
Forgot how the think on my feet.
My soul has lost it's voice,
Forgot the lyrics to life's song.
In the end,
What's it all worth?
You can't play on a broken instrument.
YOU ARE READING
UNSAID...
PoetryIt is the things we fear saying out loud. It is the things we dread hearing. It is how we bear our souls, How we let the world know. It is Poetry.
