The Man And His Harp.

Faith Emily

11 Mar, 2013 07:40 PM
The harpist played one long
Melancholy note that stretched
Around the room like a fire
That has nowhere else to go.

His fingers gently plucked and stroked
The golden strings made of
Thick strong wire that someone could 
Easily wrap around their neck.

His face held no emotion
Not one drop of sadness or hope 
It was like he was isolated in a world
Where it was only the music.

They cut out his lungs some said
Others say it was his heart
But to me I just see
A man and his harp.
Tags: Depression, Music
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