My Poor Evelin

When out in the woods
I heard a faint sound
A whistling
A tinkling

The moonlight shone my path
As I walked towards the music
My ears pricked
As I heard another soft sound

It sounded like a whale
A cry
A howl
Desperation, fright

A lovesick melody
A shameless tune
Playing in the middle of the forest
In the midnight lagoon

I saw no one around
I was utterly alone
Maybe I was imagining it
For, this was quite freaky on your own

But as I heard another click
I knew, I must be sick
Because no mind can play a trick
As realistic as this

It was the sound of a violin
A soft beautiful violin
I'd always loved instruments
But I was scared, more than excited

It was a depressing deep song
Carrying out a sad sound 
It echoed through the forest
It stayed ringing in my ears

The sound was alluring
It was gentle and kind
It made me feel weak
It made me drop to my knees

As I looked up 
And saw the dark night sky
With the glowing white stars
I realized, at that moment; I was going to die

This music made me sick
I had to get away
Before it convinced me
To stay, and never run away

I stood up and turned around
But my attempts were useless
I started shaking, on the ground
Why? I'm worthless! 

I started to whimper
Cry and sob
As I involuntarily raised myself
After the fall

My feet dragged me across the woods
Past a few dark trees
Yet as I walked past them
I felt red eyes, staring at me

I didn't protest or even try to escape 
I knew it wouldn't matter
It was about time
That my time came

There was a soft blue glow
A fluorescent celeste 
An upsetting
Deep and depressing flow

Could it be a dream?
Was this really true?
Or was this lovesick melody
Only a hypnotizing tune? 

My feet carried me forwards
My eyes widened with fright
For, what was in front of me
Was quite an ugly sight

I gasped
I screamed
I closed my eyes
I didn't breathe

This beautiful bitter sweet violin
Was played by my sister Evelin
But she had died not long ago
And was merely a fellow ghost

I opened my eyes
And realized the truth
Before me was
My sister

Yet as I stared more deeply
I realized that 
Not only was she dead
But her violin was too

She had long blond silky hair
And enchanting ocean blue eyes
She was short and clever
A real beautiful sight

I gasped and covered my mouth
As the tears spilled out
Before me was no full grown sister 
But her corpse

It was not only then that I realized
The violin was mine
And my talent had died with it
The day that Evelin died