from guitar with love.

fiddling with the strings and tuning
found the strumming pattern and reading
the chords of A and E
along with barred keys
like C#m and B.
and with halted words I try to sing
the song that haunts me
with the thoughts it bring
until each stroke was a painful sin
that grounds my fingers
from the wet tears and steel.
twisting emotions
in my heart I feel.
Until each word come out
nothing more
like a choke
and each tune
came out in a tired croak.