Saturday, September 3, 2011

Why me?

Oh prettyness!
You smiled at me,
What was it that you did see?
Was it the broken heart,
or the loss of hope
that gave you such glee?

Tell me that you smiled at me,
not because it was mercy
but because you truly felt,
what you did to me.

Tell me that it couldn't be.
It was just a dream I dared to see.
That you are not so kind,
but a cruel minion of the devil
that everyone knows you to be.