Me and My Guitar
As I play my guitar
note by note, beat by beat,
The beautiful harmonic melody
reminded me of my sorrowful past
My guitar pick reminded me of my most prized possession
which was my razor blade
tainted with my dried blood
As it ran across the strings,
A vision of my crimson liquid cascading quickly
from my delicate wrist came to thought
As the melody rang in my ears,
A vision of myself weeping in the darkest corner ran through my mind
The clear liquid cascading down my face,
Hitting the strings of my guitar
When my guitar is completely silent,
A vision of myself laying motionless across the floor
Crimson liquid spreading around me
Waiting for the end of my suffering came to mind.
A smile came across my face as I whispered my last words
'I wasnt always alone. I've had my guitar by my side'
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