Today was a good day The chords she strummed were pleasant Melodic C, G, F She plucked my strings gently Her voice was light She doesn't miss him As much as she did Yesterday
Today Not so good She played the song again And again "I feel something so wrong Doing the right thing" She ripped at my strings Till her fingers bled And tears streamed down her face Her voice was quiet Choked She missed him Very much
Today was okay She played the song "Everything that kills me Makes me feel alive" But just once this time It was flawless But she forced a smile as she sang Like the song meant nothing It didn't hurt Her fingertips were healed There was applause She whispered "Thank you"
Today was a good day again The chords weren't as flawless As yesterday She made mistakes But her voice was strong "I feel that love And I feel it burn" She missed him More than ever But he's the reason I stayed Why I wasn't put away He mattered because He's her muse Her life The harmony to her melody And hopefully He'll know soon
My best friend jokingly told me to write a poem about someone having problems told from their guitar' s POV so I did.