Welcome to the Underworld

heartbreak, but make it deadly

Please if you break my heart, do it gently
After the winds have calmed again
So that I may think of you fondly
My ashes within gashes of emotion

If you must, pack it up and send it away
Shake it up first, only to call it fragile
I believe the pieces will find a way
To become a cluster of wonder and tragedy

But if you dare, strike me down
Why don’t you indulge in my fury
Forge it into a dagger called Hate
I’ll beg only once, make it count for me

Tattered, wishes of a future of wisdom
To never love like this again
Is this the only way to sing to you?
A banshee, a siren, a muse without an artist