Scarlet Keys

His fingers danced across the beautiful ivory keys,

Constructing a melancholic tune upon my ears;

His funeral song.

Bony fingers continued to press against the keys,

Engraving every note in my being

Every tone was dark, heavy, and forlorn.

Were you ever happy?

I was happy once. Once when I was with you.

The music stops.

“I loved you.” was uttered.

Tears spilled, as I pulled your head back from behind,

The cold blade resting dangerously on your neck.

Leaning down, a soft kiss was placed upon your lips.

The ivory keys were splattered, stained scarlet.

The gloomy lullaby stops.