I tried to make the piano scream last night.
I struck the keys so hard,
that I could feel my fingers bruising more and more,
with each passing measure.
In that moment,
I don’t think I cared if they broke,
I needed my song to be heard.
Ironic thing was,
it wasn’t even “my song”.
It was a cover of “Paint it Black” by The Rolling Stones,
at this particular open mic,
I had decided,
that Mick Jagger’s lyrics needed to be heard,
I needed to hear them.
there I am,
pounding the keys,
stirring up a symphony of sound,
when I realized,
the piano didn’t need to scream,