My fear is a broken violin
Playing those dismal chords
Whispering its cries while the walls ache
As I come undone
Where did they go?
Offerings were given to every empty chair
There my statue laid bare
As the dust piled up
And the leaves gathered around.
Alone and cold
No one heard my call
For I had already given them my all.
The sky turned black and filled with ashes.
My twisted lullaby cracked the world