Massacre
Anger has gripped me,
but sadness is not far behind.
Your worst strike,
unknowingly driven,
massacres my emotions.
I cannot blame you,
it is not your fault.
It my heart that I exposed,
even though it was your dagger that did the deed.
I will not show you my pain,
it is not your concern.
I will wait,
bleeding as I may,
until the salughter is over.
Then I will begin my quest as before,
only with a new urgency will I march forward.
You will be mine, it is in the cards,
all I have to do is be patient,
and work at it extremely hard.
