Classically Broken

"There's beauty in goodbye..."

Tears barrel down pale cheeks make-upped in dreary despair -
one more night of sobbing because of your loveless lines.
Classically broken from inside out -
the pain irreversable as it pours over my essence.

A glass heart was handed to you on a silver platter,
and you violently ripped it from it's case and dropped it -
the pieces shattering into shards of nothingness
as the inscription read "One more time..."

[Dance with me, darling]

Moonlight sonatas being blared through old records of our love,
an unending orchestra of what we used to be;
memories screaming at the top of their lungs -
words that echo over and over: "I'm so cliché."

Phantoms waltz over what's left of my spirit
as incubus' play host in the demented graveyard of my heart.
Take your swing, love - you're up to bat -
and bases are loaded. Hit the home run and crush me one more time.

[We're falling apart...]

Harpies mock the character of sorrow as my blood turns to ice -
total eclipse from the sunburst twilight of what used to be
now shunned down and captivated in this dark sanctuary of my shell -
thank you, princess, for breaking me into this pile of rubbish.

This is what you wanted, isn't it? To see me falter and feign under your touch.
Well, smile for me darling because you've got your sadistic wish.
Tonight, as you lay down to rest, know my last words were "I hate to love you."
and know that the crimson pours from my wrist because of your actions.

[I hope you're happy}