this is my journal. composed mostly of things that i wrote.
i believe that if you think you can, you can. we will all prevail. eventually.
i believe that if you think you can, you can. we will all prevail. eventually.
That Old, Rusty Piano
“All my life I’ve lived in fear of living
Because his haunting melody followed me
Everywhere I went I kept on hearing
His deep, doomed voice singing and his long slender fingers
Coaxing a tune out of his old, rusty piano
His dark, tragically handsome face
Raised a fire above fires, an inferno
Deep in the deepest parts of my heart
I found that I wanted only him
And no, I didn’t want just a part
His beautiful voice and old, rusty piano
Brought to my knees, drew me to my fate
This man whom I adored, who broke me with our melancholy love
Is now the one I hate.”
—Miss Jeannette Montgomery
