I am broken and in despair,
and yet she laughs has not to care.
I cannot help but feel Ive wronged,
in such a dismal stay.
My hands they shake,
my eyes they tear,
I tremble full of fear.
I never thought it would end this way,
not in a million years.
I thought our love was innocent,
I know now I'm the fool.
To me it just does not make since,
how could she be so cruel.
I never ever will again,
seek love from just another.
I'll seek death as death begins,
by love my breath be smothered.

saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/death-by-love-3/