The Innocence of Heartbreak

I will crash and burn
From my own uncertainty
Not as relevant as yours
But tragic nonetheless

The scars of ages still burn
While remaining as ash for you to feast on
My my, what pleasant horror
As we revealed your true burned skin

Beauty didn't last for long
As we finished gutting you like the sheep you are
The entrails were clear as day
Yet I cried for you
Yet I cried for you