Your Written Piece

something else I wrote... Er... Not even sure when. but definately not recently. tried to re-vamp it with the changing of some words. but it still doesn't feel QUITE right. any ideas?

All you are is a bleeding lullaby. All you are is a misshapen hope. All you are is a demented outlook. All you really are is a dent in my memory. Your shadow falls upon me Like a thousand celestial waves. Drowning me in your misery. I contemplate my death. You are this massacre of a lullaby. A tune so sweet to hear. All the love escapes. But defiantly not all the fear. What were you thinking? What did you do..? Writing this bloody lullaby Isn’t something I’d expect from you. Your shadow falls upon me Like a thousand celestial waves. Drowning me in your misery. I silently lose air. Your actions like a razor Slicing in so deep. Past the skin and flesh. Onto something so much more than cheap. Your shadow falls upon me Like a thousand celestial waves. Drowning me in your misery. I bleed myself to death. Take this time to remember. You were the one lost. Now the whole world weeps. A million straining tears. A million forgotten hopes. You wrote this lullaby. Intending it to be loved. But all you got… Were these broken words Fit mostly together with no rhyme. No hope of the future. Just past crimes. This is your lullaby. And it is with regret I say;  that even though your work is done.. Your memory will, unfortunately, live on.