Monotone metronomes
beating out the sound
of all the discord
in my heart.
Once, twice, the
strings are plucked,
threatening to snap.
The melancholy
of the world
resting in the
notes,
slowly taking
my song
and tearing it
apart.
beating out the sound
of all the discord
in my heart.
Once, twice, the
strings are plucked,
threatening to snap.
The melancholy
of the world
resting in the
notes,
slowly taking
my song
and tearing it
apart.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
Chibbie
--ramrams
Bethani
Book_addict
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