I Am An Old Instrument

i am an old instrument

i am hollow

and out of tune

neglected

in the corner

of my bedroom

i am off beat

my strings

are breaking

one

by

one

my sound

inauthentic

an echo

of something

that was beautiful

once

pick me up

dust me off

and hold me close

so that my heart

can find its rhythm

and sing

like it used to