Melody for a Broken Heart
poem
The strings are cold on my fingertips
And my lips are mourning for your lips
Bitter tears are streaming down my cheeks again
Staining my yearning flesh with bruised heartache
And filling my dreams with tarnished memories of then
You were once my whole world
Now you are the crumbled ruins of my universe
Lying in tattered remnants about my feet
And these strings are crying out for you
Your name hanging on every note
My fingers are bleeding crimson now
Pressing in so desperately to feel
The chords caressed in red
And I'm falling once again
But the worst of this whole ordeal is
I know you won't be here
Not like you were then
And there will be no bandages to heal my infected wounds
Nor sympathy for my shattered pride
After all,
You were the one to compose this piece
That breaks my skin and stings with salted tears
The one I am playing over and over again
And yet,
I am disappointed in you once more
You're not even here to listen to me play your melody
You remember it don't you?
It's the one you wrote for me.
Copy-written to Xander Bradeshaw