when you played me that Melody
all soothing with no parody,
those strings I'd long to hear,
hear them melt me out,
those strings that made me shout
on the love that it'd serve,
sadly,they are all but memories
lost and trying to drown it out
strings left untouched
my soul is all butchered
torched and tortured,
broke and scattered,
play me the strings to my soul
the melody that heals my soul,
strings untouched
I'm left out to the dark
lone in it's power,
the strings are all I linger for
crave for
long for
but what for?
it's now no more.
please play one last show
at least I'll know
or I do know
the strings when touched,
have that soothing blow,
strings untouched
lost and need to be searched.
©bardee
M