02 February 2010

[Poetry] Resentment

Finely-engineered pain stretches across my heart
Music flows as he strums slowly
Dull notes seap out of the antique instrument
Musician's frustration

Uncoordinated melodies scream in protest
End this misery!
Stop!

With fingers and a pick,
He continues to play
Pegs made to tune tweaked, turned, and tightened
Confusion sets in as musical havoc is wreaked

...Killing me softly


Like a carefully-written opera,
I give in
Pleasing him
Produce a masterpiece

Allow him to reach fame
As my pain deepens
Resentment

xoxoPhoenix

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