Sunday, August 26, 2012

Fateful Heart

Fateful Heart
What cruel trick is this..
to love and not receive?
To reach for
and never touch?
Fate wields her spiteful power
with an uncaring flick of wrist;
and goes about her duty
with nary a backward glance.
"What of me?", I cry!
"Is my pain unworthy of your notice?"
"Does my heart's blood upon the floor
not garner your attention?"
Yet she strolls on,
ever the cruel mistress.
 I languish here in agony,
bereft and alone...
Until life wanders past and admonishes,
"Come, you must journey on."