Melancholia

Soothe and subdue me,
overthrow the ferocity
that harrows me nightly,
and all through the day,
when I should be
happy with you.
Say you will slay
all of my fears
and the forces that drive me
always to tears,
or this intensity
will surely devour me.
You won't escape its teeth, dear,
because you love me so.
You stand by your woman,
even when the wind is blowin',
threatening to tear our house down.
And the colder the winter,
you just hold me tighter,
vowing nothing
will tear us asunder.
Golden-hearted you,
bravest of lovers,
have withstood all the tempests I bring,
but together we will drown,
stuck in its jaws forever.
Please don't ever say
I didn't give you warning
about the ghosts that I carry,
my love, they are hungry --
they want your everything.

I love you,
but it will be too late.

This is my destiny.
You chose your fate
when you held on to
the hull of this haunted ruin,
already sinking,
and the merciless,
mad allure of the siren
that has wrecked you
by leading you here to me.
I'm Charybdis
with shackles and heavy
iron bones, and grasping
fingers of desperate ivy;
I will not let you go,
not in time, anyway.
Whether we love each other
by the end of this
sunken road, still,
this thing inside me…
what is it really?
Can I blame a monster?
Is that really fair?
In moments of fear,
doubt and insanity,
in my world it's so easy.
It's my truth, and I swear,
cross my heart, we'll both die.
Yet deep down I know
in moments of lucidity,
more painful than anything,
that I will take the both of us down.