my writing is like a violin,
no matter how much i play it,
it always releases the wrong note.
i can't seem to get this right
to find the right note to land on,
for my strings always snap
at the most inopportune of moments,
and i need to get this right,
i can't set this bow down just yet,
i need to try again,
try again 'till the piece sounds like
it's supposed to,
try again 'till i no longer
throw down my bow with finality,
anger and frustration
as i lob the resin across the room,
watch it hit the wall,
and i slide down to my knees and cry,
for i must get this right,
ignore the sour notes and move on,
take a deep breath.
for i am an artist,
a poet, a musician,
and i have to play this piece correctly.