Dear Muse,

  I've carried you on my shoulders And still you gave me Hell.

I've moved the rocks and boulders And still you gave me Hell.

It seems like everything I do is never good enough for you Nothing turns out well

Damn... You can go to Hell! I Hate your Incompacity to Love me At full Velocity

I gave you all I got If you loved me I forgot Finally ending the tragic story Trying to rid you from my memory Life will be okay From the pain I shall not sway

 

     Sincerely, The Widower...