i met you as my adversary, a worth oponent to duel. and as we did battle, i found my judgement was true. we faught on and on but neither fell, you only grew stronger as far as i could tell. as i grew weak and ready to give in, you ceased fire as if you werent even trying to win. i took advantage of the moment and made my move, but you stood still as if you had nothing to prove. i stopped to think about what i had done, and before i knew it, you defeated me, you won. you told me, well done kid, you faught with much heart, even though you know you were finnished from the start. take only wisdom from this, not anger or fear. make yourself stronger, for the next battle is near.
As long as I have my hands and ears, I know that for at least one moment, I can feel complete. When I pick up my guitar, and close my eyes, my body relaxes. My soul calms, and lets music flow through me. I let my hands decide what to play, and my ears simply listen. I drift off into a melodious world of my own. My mind slows, and my worries and concerns escape me. I go on an adventure inside my mind. Following no path or direction. It creates a flow of emotion, a color, a taste, a sound. One that explains more than a string vibration. One that tells a story and teaches a lesson. I compose a message for the world. Something is reaching out of me out into the air, hoping to find another ear, Another heart to partake in this experience, Another someone to accept my gift, Another world to find where I am. But I open my eyes, and the moment has passed. I see that I am alone. Just me and my guitar. No one to hear my story. No one to take what I have to give. Just my hands, my ears, and the strings on my guitar.
Hey ppl. This is my tumblr account. I’m just learning how to use it, but I hope to make the best of it all. I’ve been wanting to start this for a while, but I just haven’t had the chance. So I hope you all enjoy.