The Pianist

A soft melody, playing in the night

The keys dropping, shining in the light

Black and white, evenly aligned

Hearing the thoughts, of a sad lost mind

Confused on what to do, or even where to start

Roaming the world, for music from the heart

The despair so sudden, and the keys so low

A fading comfort, in the music so slow

Life of darkness, deeply heard in sound

Searching for truth, that can never be found

Slightly off key, but quickly set back

Looking deep down, to keep it set on track

The balance of music, so strangely hard to find

In a world of sounds, and thoughts are left behind

But as that piece is found, and slowly played through

We finally find joy, in places we never knew

Reviews

[DeepStruggle]

I enjoyed reading this poem... it's beautifully written =)