Will I ever love again?
will my heart ever find solace at love’s domain?
like darkness, my love’s blindness
has kindled my hatred for kindness,
making glands tear from tears highness.
For the love of my life,
with a knife,
has taken the life of my love
leaving my love to turn sour
like the doctor’s glove ,
used and dump only fit for the trash the next hour.
Love! no respecter of power.