Melancholy

— A Poem

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What did I do wrong?
I lavished love, lacking stint,
With possessiveness, a tint.
I stood by your side,
Despite your replies snide,
When you were in tears,
And in pain, my dear.
Musing on your welfare,
Did I utter every word,
Which you threw, in discord.
With words like swords,
And actions like stones,
In pieces, you tore me apart.
Always seen as wrong,
I wept I stumbled,
In pain, I tumbled,
For my heart is only glass,
And not yet a rubber mass.
What did I do wrong?
I ask, with tears along.