Engraved / Sorrow\'s Child

Sharpened chisel of cold steel
Each thrust enforcing how I feel
Shattered, scarred, beyond all hope
Hanging on a well frayed rope

Slicing deeper into my heart
One by one the muscles part
Engraved so deep, a single name
Of she who I'll never reclaim

Cut by cut, with cruel intent
With blade of woe, my heart is rent
With tears of loss, I'm sorrow's child
l'enfant du chagrin, truly reviled

My being is bent beneath the strain
Of weathering all of this pain
Logic denies all it is I know
But still my love will lay me low

Knife of loss, blade of regret
By my wrist you are well met
A last lament, my heart-broke cries
And to this life, a cold goodbye