And so I weep at the grave
Into the hole love goes and with it, the final tears I will ever cry.

With her goes my heart and my passion, with her goes my creative fire and urge.

She was my muse and my compassion, she was the best of me and without her I no longer need to hold onto the best parts of me, for she is not here to light my way.

Lighthouse no more, into the dark I sail.

Dressed in black I sit and stare at the cold dirt and know that no matter what we do or who we are, we end up here. Bones and all.

Dressed in black we weep together for some lost a friend, some lost a daughter and sister, I lost more than a lover in her.

My guiding star burned out and now I care not what happens for without her I am the shadow of a man before I met her.

When a man is powerless, send him a woman, and when you take the woman away- you break the man. No one is an island so I shall sink to the bottom of that cold, crushing ocean.

Let me drown,
let me drown,
let me down.

In my sorrows.
I care not for the sunrise or tomorrow.