by mandaceehb

A sad haunting melody

Shakes my soul

Grips my heart


She sings

Clear voice ringing over incessant problems

Sweet whispers of bare notes

Chill me to the core


Come, come, she sings

Her voice draws me with dizzying familiarity

And darkness edges in

Victim to her music as am I

One instrument alone, a thousand tones


I awake then, and recognise

In the last moments before I close my eyes

A tune of death and sorrow

For we were once dead before we lived

And two opens the gate to life everlasting