Cupids Loveless Arrow

Cupid spotted me From quite far away A round little fellow Boisterous unfettered sway Upon his head A crown of poison oak A simple dress of Toga and a cloak His arrows were A putrid green Quite unlike the Stories and photos I had seen He fitted an arrow To his little bow Set for my direction But little did I know I felt it pierce my heart It knocked me to the ground Laughter and tears A truly hapless clown No love I felt Remorse and pain Loss and grief Nothing to gain But why had he Done this? Where had he gone? Should I take a pill To bring me up? Or simply stay down? Who do I ask? Where do I go? Explain this to my Dr.? I would say no Hallucination a majic Mushroom trick I truly don't know I only took a lick