song with no words
i remember it best
through composition
long notes
fast
and slow
life was
a crescendo
and now
diminuendo
i am encased
in the music
raveled in each movement
my soul is an instrument
for the universe to play
i am
the ghost
in the mascaraed
waltz
hum
or stay
but the world will listen
as
i play
a song that goes
on and on
a hymn, a lullaby,
a pavane
YOU ARE READING
i'm tired of this world, but what do i know?
Poetrypoems about my life they are happy they are sad they are loving they are hateful they are pieces of me sewn into the thoughts of you if you have any questions ask me thanks for reading ••••••• 2nd poetry book.
