A broken heart's song, <br />Starts out slow. <br />A confusion of melodies, <br />With easy flow. <br /> <br />Keys of a piano, <br />Play a sad tune. <br />But nothing compared, <br />To what comes soon. <br /> <br />Strings of violins, <br />Add to the gloom. <br />The broken heart's song, <br />Fills the room. <br /> <br />Confusion fades, <br />The hurt settles in. <br />As a Theremin's cry, <br />Creeps under the skin. <br /> <br />The pain is too much, <br />For the broken heart. <br />As the days go by, <br />The anger starts. <br /> <br />The beating of drums, <br />From hitting the wall. <br />The crash of cymbals, <br />As you begin to fall. <br /> <br />From confusion to pain, <br />To anger, now hate. <br />Guitars scream out, <br />As the music dilates. <br /> <br />Then suddenly it stops, <br />You remember when. <br />The broken heart's song, <br />Starts over again.<br /><br />Adam McKim<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-broken-heart-s-song/
