Scorned Heart

Hurt, raw pain
My heart is wrenched out
My core lies bleeding in front of me
The place I call home
is no longer mine
They say that love is unconditional
They don’t tell you it can lead to pain
All romance, all promises, all good
Love is a charlatan, I her mere pawn
It is sadness when love turns bad
It is irony when hope lives on
Love and honesty are ideals
This world is too realistic
The angels even scorned man
Love is a divine emotion,
We are mere mortals.

* Published online in Undead Poets Society, September 14, 2010 under last_lines

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