Crying The Song Of Despair

Cry me a song of the pathetically lost,
a song that moans in your dreams.
A song of tears that drench the sheets,
and breaks up sobbing screams.

Cry me a rhythm of broken riffs,
a strangling sound abide.
A haunting whisper through your soul
that groans in your heart's reside.

Weep me a tune of sad obstruction,
that time can mend no more.
A sound so startling weak and weary
that bruises the heart so sore.

Play me that melody of broken consumption,
that irks my love so vain.
Drench the nightshirt that I will dream in,
and plunge me into that pain.