Lullaby

Drifting in and out of the fog
of a shadowed sleep,
sirens serenading the night
racing like a fading pulse in
the distance

but I am already too close
to leaving my ghost to its
dreaming to give resistance  

slowing breaths to a
haunting whisper

emergency lights scream
no more than a whimper
and then there is silence 

no rescue comes in time
to save me from this
darkness tonight

©Debbie Berk 2016