Scarred

Last night I made you weep,

Like a withered rose in heat;

Standing in the rain and sleet,

I scarred myself to bleed..

I knew lest you couldn't sleep,

Dawned with bittersweet;

Alone wandered in the street,

I scarred myself to weep..

Beauty in the hands of a fine artiste,

Oft in elegant deceit;

My love has become obsolete,

I scarred myself to see..

I know you can hear me somehow,

With every word I speak;

The world has betrayed me anyhow,

I scarred myself to ease..

Struggle betwixt love and hate,

In-betwene I freeze;

Irina, in her name whom I await,

I scarred myself to sleep..

A tragic-ending masterpiece,

Life is not meant to be;

My book of love left incomplete,

My shattered soul scarred deep..