a soft lullaby

Cry me a song of the pathetically lost,
A song that moans in your dreams,
A song of tears that raise the cost,
And breaks up sobbing screams.

Cry me the rhythm of the broken dice roll,
A strangling sound abide.
A haunting whisper through your soul,
That groans in your hearts reside.

Weep me a tune of dreaded theory,
That time can mend no more.
A sound that’s so startling, weak and weary,
That bruises the heart so sore.

Play me that melody of broken consumption, 
That irks my love so vain.
Mark this heart that otherwise won’t function,
And let me hum to it, until only mercy remains.

Sing me a soft lullaby
Go on, I dare you to try