POETRY


Scorned


Out of the light
Into the dark
It’s just me here
With my broken heart
Vile thing that it is
Wish it would die
So I could live
You just left me here to die
One winter’s day
Without a single word
You just went away
What kind of cold soul
Could leave me like you did
I’ll hate you until the end
I’d hunt you down
Yet its better I think
Without you around
The bitter death
Of a woman scorned