With blood and wails, my words take form,
A curse I've cast, your fate shall ignite.
My retribution, your plight.

In the silence of the night, you'd seek my love,
But feel nothing but the ashes of my heart.
With every breath, you'd ache for me,
Yet suffocate from the weight of my absence.

Loneliness will engulf you, and in the shadows, your cries for help would resound,
Only to be met with the...