Warning: This poem is non-rhyming so if u like poems that rhyme I don't advise u to read this.

I hear a guitar playing in the distance,

and I follow the music,

I open up a secret path and still hear the music,

I walk down the path until the musics gone,

I hear nothing but the wind telling me to go on... so I did,

I keep walking until I hear the music again,

this time I feel something touch my hand,

I turn around but there was nothing...

I keep walking and hear the same sweet melody,

it soon starts to fade away,

I run after it trying to remember the melody,

but I start to fall,

I fall very deep and will never be heard of again...