My Piano
Sitting in front of this piano wishing I knew how to play it
Morning from self mind in this perfect silence in my mind
Everything but silence my heart is like black hole with a top on it
Floating on nothingness looking at this piano through my heart
When played it’s as each note are love letters singing my life story
From an unknown soul its raining needles in my mind fixed upon the
Piano with intensity but I feel no pain in reality I play nothing but myself
When it’s over in my mind it’s never over its replays over and over again
To write down my heart as blood leaks from the keys some writes cry
I die al little every poem my poems are sonata’s playing death, suicide, love
And many broken hearts in mind I play poems on pianos and everyone loves
It so o play all night and day lyrics from poetry book even in death does my
Soul never leaves the piano
By.nobonumb