Love, why have you betrayed me?
Blessing others with a warm,
out-stretched hand,
while leaving me to the
cold inner-workings of your heart.
As many times as I can count,
you toss me aside like yesterday’s
lunch: cold and wet.
Wet from the tears I cry
as you slowly stab my heart,
bringing me to my knee in agony.
Torturing me with your kindness
towards other, yet scorning me
in my feeble triumphs.
A hatred so cold Hades
would freeze over
calming the torture of those souls
but never mine.
Cleared For Departure 
Again, I used poetry to practice connecting to the emotions of the audience, mainly one of betrayal. This poem really brings to life the coldness of love, something I’m sure everyone can relate to in some point in their life.
By: wfloydk on December 2, 2009
at 2:24 am