The Bitter Fruit: a Poem of Regret and Loss
Oh, how my heart weighs heavy with remorse
For making a once sweet fruit, so bitter, so coarse
She had lovely nature and endless in heart
But I, a black hole, took all
From the start my darkness consumed her light,
Like yang to the yin
I took and I took, like a wicked crook
and without a second look, Left once I had my fill
Gone!
In search of a new thrill
I watched her beauty rot to ugliness,
Like a dying daffodil
A monster she's become, twisted with hate
Driven to anger by love, she’s gone forever
It’s far too late
I mourn what I've done, my heart full of regret
I have an unpayable debt,
for a sweet soul now ruined
Oh, how I long to turn back the hands of time
To clean up my mess and make amends,
But it's too late, the damage is done, and she's gone
A monster now, a victim of my selfish con
Oh, sweet friend, I apologise for all that I’ve done
For turning your light into darkness,
For setting your sun
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