This is a poem that does it's best to express the effects of one song I first heard years ago done by a local musician, Scott Saad known as Void Ant.
The Haunted Guitar
A haunted guitar sings my soul back to me
She remembers where she came from
The haunted guitar was haunted by me
She knew how to express my deepest subtlety
My soul mourns the struggle and the loss
Twisted cavernous paths of dark I am lost within
Floating above the ravine, my feet do not touch
An unbearable soul pain this haunted guitar knows how to explain.
My soul was lost and resided within her and now she sings my soul back to me.
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