The Guitar

The room silent.

Cold.

Rain falling on the window 

I don't mind the rain.
I don't mind the darkness

It's the silence that kills me

My guitar by my chair.

20 frets
6 strings
Life

I'm stumbling down the fretboard. C, B, A minor. My mind spinning and tripping, thoughts rushing 

The notes dipping down 
And soaring back up to F
And G

My spirit following 
And I'm running up the fretboard
The guitar talking for me
Saying things I could never say
Letting loose the storm
Let loose the spirit 

Hold that note in the silence 

Those frets
Strings
Notes
In my heart

This is me

(c) Paul Andrew Sneddon 2025