The stars seem to curse me this sorrowful night
They scold my blind sight
For I never foresaw a turn of events
I read the signs but did not know what they meant

The moon seems to share my tears
and this sorrow seems to simmer into slow burning fears
Ones that incinerate my heart
To a pile of ash left spread apart

This pain is one for a muses tale
A cliche among the weak and frail
Ones that break like me
From things that I never see

It hit me like a wave of awful despair
But these tears where hidden from their stares
For my love is my weakness
It is my own kryptonite

Sometimes in being the hero
you become the villain
When you've been overlooked so many times
Your sanity steps out of line

And your heart takes the leap
into darkness