Internal screaming translated to something a bit prettier

I'm Sure They'll Hate Me Either Way

Falling hard. Oh so hard,

Down from my throne.

My screams all turned to cries.

But don't tell them that;

Surely you've seen those dew drops in my wake?

I suppose the fire around me

Makes water and blood the same

And the darkness I leave turns blood to water.

But don't worry love,