Rotten Roses

I was in love,

Love is the four letters,

 one word.

 I devoted thy love, fathomlessly.

And I worshiped in solitary.

She told me “She never be mine.”,

And “She never was.”

It was just a time,

That (she) had passed.

she was just a pretender,

And I was such-and-so.

I asked her to stay,

But that was the price,
 she never wanted to pay.

I never wanted to be loved,

I never would,

But It was thee love,
that divulged me “thou could!”.

But when she leaved,

She forgot to undo it.

I passed into cold and darkness,

From surrounded.

Now there’s sole agonizing pain,

alive through thy veins.

 thy heart is solitary dead,

thy soul bruised like rotten roses.