At all cost do not let your heart die, 
Especially not at the hands of "I love you."

Darkness will fall over your eyes, 
 Your soul will pour out of your body,
   With burning tears of the broken. 
Desires that once burned in your heart, 
Now turn against you, 
Overwhelm you, 
As your heart heaves the last of its pure love. 

Your heart now bleeds its last breath of life and dies. 
You remain on the floor unable to move. 
 You realize that you are numb. 
   Beaten down, cast out of life's circle. 

The cold grips you, 

Unmercifully...

But the cold is not from the floor, 
 The cold is from your now dead, 
   Empty heart

Cried tears, leaving its jagged death lines of lost love,
You begin to realize from a confused mind that you are actually begging death to 

take 
you 
under...