Mourning

Melodious heart,
where have you gone?
Without you inside me,
I'll be dead before dawn.

There's nothing here beating,
Veins clogged with hate,
The song you once sang me,
Forgotten of late.

All I hear is the screaming,
This pain from the aching,
They say it's your heart,
But my soul is what's breaking.

Torn by the truth,
It once thought it knew,
Now nothing seems real,
In a world free of you.