Fateful Heart

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Fateful Heart
 
What cruel trick is this..
to love and not receive?
To reach for
and never touch?
Fate wields her spiteful power
with an uncaring flick of wrist;
and goes about her duty
with nary a backward glance.
"What of me?", I cry!
"Is my pain unworthy of your notice?"
"Does my heart's blood upon the floor
not garner your attention?"
Yet she strolls on,
ever the cruel mistress.
 I languish here in agony,
bereft and alone...
Until life wanders past and admonishes,
"Come, you must journey on."

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