Wandering these darkened hallways
The shadows faintly murmur hymns
Of solitude and sadness, loss and misery
The paintings on the wall stay silent
But the sorrow in their eyes
Cuts into my lonely soul
And freezes me inside....

Memories of love and joy begin to fade away
As the darkness wraps its hands around
My ever-sinking heart
In tragedy she spoke to me
On that day so long ago
She graced my lips with hers once more
On that day so long ago
One last time....

These lonely corridors of shame
Seem to speak to me at night
Seem to whisper loving words
Assaulting every thought
And in the nighttime, all alone
Wandering the dusty halls
It would seem those loving words
Aren't imaginary....

Do I hear footsteps in the distance?
Wandering these quiet halls?
In the bleak december moonlight
I can see nothing at all
But I hear breathing, Is that laughter?
It's too far away to know
Round the corner, getting louder
Can't ignore its siren call....

Tears, 'twould seem, have fallen here
On the old, expensive rugs
Underneath my naked feet
Not laughter, but tears....

I begin to run towards the sound I can't ignore
My heart pounds with unknown terror, but I have to know
Who is here? What do they want?
My God, are they even real?
I dare not turn on the lights
For fear of losing them again....

I stop.

Poetry whispered in her angelic voice
I collapse onto my knees and weep
My angel has returned, to save or torment me
Returned from eternal sleep
Still she speaks, ever so softly
Her words tear through my fragile mind
Whispers to me of her longing,
Of her wish to still be mine....

"Stop! Please! I beg of you!"
I plead with tears in my eyes
She continues whispering
Words of undying love
Rage, a sudden rush of blood
How dare she continue this?
Jumping to my feet, I swing my trembling fist

Suddenly I realize
What has happened all along
And in the light of the new dawn I see my bleeding wrists
Lying on my back I see the face of my beloved
Radiant with icy death she reaches out for me....

I close my eyes
And then I die
"Forever mine", my final words
Smiling weakly
Spirit leaves me
She is mine
And I am hers.