Melody Poem by Emma Haze

I can hear the music playing,
softly, but so compelling,
Telling me things, begging me to come near,
to find the source who was playing that
hauntingly beautiful melody.

I was compelled, under a spell,
I walked into the the dark, didn't care that I was lost,
the melody going round and round in my head,
calming my heart, and imprisioning me.

I stayed within the dark, stayed in the prison,
just sat in my dark, cold cell, listening to the music,
I could hear it so clearly, it was like I was the one who was playing,
the melody seemed to tell me a story, and the story was sad,
so hauntingly sad.

The story was of a young girl, who'd fallen in love with someone much older,
well, it said that for awhile, he loved that girl back,
And they'd think about forever together, and she'd dream of it even when she slept,
But forever for them wasn't to be, no, the man lost interest in her to quickly,
and he moved on, while she was left torn, broken, shattered, so completely,

The story told of a love's beginning, and the story told of a love's ending,
Because when he left, it destroyed her; oh, he left her alone and crying,
and when he left her, he'd taken the one thing she couldn't live without,
When dumped her, ran away with another, he'd taken with her her broken heart,

So the melody goes on to tell a very sad story, the girl was so overcome,
that she did jump off of a very tall building,
And when the man heard, his heart broke and shattered, because even though
he was with another,
He still loved her.

And suddenly, the music stopped playing, and suddenly, I was back where I once was,
the haunting melody had ceased, but I was looking around, trying to find it again,
the melody was something, so sad yet so pretty, the melody called to me,
Told me to find it, and find it I would.

The melody I did find, I found the man who played it so beautifully,
his name was Matthew, and he was the man who'd left the girl in the story,
He was the one that had broken poor little Annie.