You have hurt me
There is no going back...

Support... I have none
Hope... all but diminished...

My heart aches so
For I am torn between...

We live in a land of hypocrisy
Where right is wrong and wrong is right...

Sitting here on this dreary day
Watching time just while away...

I hail from a land of naught
Belthizor be thy title, the unworthy taught...

I wrote a new poem
It is not very good...

The smell of incense
Reaches my senses...

It never stops, never
All the whinging, complaining, whatever...

Comments: After reading thy lore
I began to see more...

"Oh my Love it's you that I dream of
Oh my Love, since that day...

In a time, not too distant from now
I see a future bright and merry...