Greeting From a Sorrowful Heart Oh tragic muse, sing me a song. lend me your unending seas of tears. Lend me the words to express my sorrow, comparable only to hundreds of swords thrust into my beating heart. Such destructive force, learning of her indifference, her indifference to my undying dedication, her indifference to my undying devotion, her indifference to my undying love. There is no purpose left to liv Why live? when such a person is repulsed by you’ Why live? when such a person is disgusted by you? Why live? when such a person would always view you as unworthy? Thave lost all will to live. All resolve has dissolved. Ob tragic muse, lend me your words, to express my sadness Ob tragic muse, the words of internal anguish. unleash the pented sorrows, of learning that, there is not a thought of passion for one who holds her so dear. ‘A person who immortal Aphrodite would shy from, a person who wise Athena would not face in competition. Oh Passionate Love, you deceiving friend, blindly channeling my love in one so great, blindly channeling love into one [ am unworthy of. Which act, has very much killed me. Oh tragic muse, lend me your seas of tears, lend me your salted waters, to cry myself into the arms of welcoming sleep, eternal sleep, that I weleome so much. Oh tragic muse, lend unleash your dams, refrain not a drop, for every round drip is needed. Tonight, allow me to ery myself to sleep. Tonight, allow me to writhe in pain. Tonight and for all nights, Oh tragic muse, ‘witness me to bear the sorrowful heart of a heartbroken man. A defeated man, diminished to tears, for a woman he was not worthy of. Oh sad tragic muse, show me the way to sorrow, allow me to wade deep in it, allow me to bathe in it, as an eternal reminder of my commitment.Allow me to immerse myself in it, for my eternal love to drown its passionate cries under the waters of sorrow Let me suffer for all time, remind me of the stoic resolve, remind me of the kind heart, blind to the one who holds her most dear. unseeing of the one whom has never stopped loving her after first encounter, Oh tragic muse, look on as my kingdom comes to ruins, the kingdom I have built for years, erashing down like the walls of Jericho. Watch on as the palace I have built, from each sketch, the world I have toiled on, the place I have built on stone by stone. Watch as it falls from the blind eye of the one I love. ‘The kind heart of the one I love, blind to my undying passion. Witness my destruction, stare as a decade's work comes to ruins. Watch as this empire dissolves from the memory of man, into mere myth, Oh tragic muse, what you see is a man brought to his knees, what you see is a defeated man, completely heartbroken, for a woman he didn't deserve. A man who has been betrayed by Passionate Love. ‘A man nothing more than the remains of a decimated heart The remains, pitiful to acknowledge. All that remains, is a feebly beating heart, with no resolve left, a heart that Mother Nature has cruelly endowed a few more days, to mull and reflect on its sorrow