hers is the voice of the ages

a lullaby so soft
only the most broken of hearts could hear

when she sings, the world listens
but not all could understand

in her melodies are hidden scars
bandaged with harmonies already peeling.

every line is filled with yearning
every lyric, a longing

for that is the curse bestowed on her —

her mouth could only sing
what her heart couldn't speak

for hers is the voice of the ages
and that is the voice of brokenness.