Persephone Inspired

(I apologize for any grammatical errors, I just copied this down real quick so I could have more content)

First born
My love was not enough.
How can that be?
My love, my child, stay near
Stay near.
Dear daughter, I know
I know your desires
You want to run, to be free
Unhindered by my maternal woes
You have a good head-
I'm afraid it's not good enough.

Okay- I relent
Go- just go- there are things to be done,
crops to tend,
go-just go

Go... Just go.
I told you to go
I brought this on myself
Such a crazy old fool
to think you able to fend for yourself

First born
My daughter
My love
My child
Where are you dear daughter?
My heart is barely beating
consumed with sadness and guilt.
My child
My baby
Hades, why did you take her?
Were all the souls of the dead not enough?
You needed to rob me of my love
My child.
Such a fool, and incredible fool.
Her beauty outstanding.
Hell couldn't stay away...

My child,
My love,
My heart...
I can't

Pity the flowers, who think they will bloom.
the mindless crops who assume themselves to bear fruit.
Now they too look foolish.
Brown, dead, cold.
I can't care.
Not without my child
My love.

I want earth to feel my sadness.
My duty I have a abandoned, for lack of care.
I stare at the dead trees, unblinking.
The cold bites my face.
I could change this, I could.
They are not all dead, just sleeping.
Unlike my dear Persephone, they could be brought back.
But no, I laugh.
My heart is in agony,
I'm screaming in pain.
I curse this earth.
No more fruit shall it bear.
The cold will envelop my world, until my love,
my child,
my baby is returned.