Woes of Strifalex

Woe is upon thine heart.
For you cannot seem to part.
You still remain in my mind.
It is too my dismay and not to my delight.
You have died. 
In my mind.
Woe is upon thine hearth.
For you cannot seem to part.
We thought we could save you.
But now, we realize that will it will never be true.
Salvation was just an inch away.
Our hands were outstreched to you. 
Instead you push us away.
To my dismay.
There is no hope for you know.
You are lost now.