I had no idea
You could be so cruel
Despite my suffering
You chose to pursue
A false dream
Instead of flourishing
A love that you lost
By ignoring me
This wounded me hard
After teasing me with hope
All year round
A dream made real by your love
Made stale by you
Disregarding
A wound so deep
It never stopped bleeding
A lance so sharp
Pierced me through
So as I fight to live
The wound gets deeper
The longer you stay away
To relieve the pain
I have to die
I have the least to lose
A Prophet Scorned 