Love Unanswered: In the Key of Broken

I just don't even know. Another passionate poem.

Opened eyes meet constant bombardment
Alerts and reminders that you are not mine
Is it so surprising that I want to close them
To shudder behind shutters until I'm fine

How am I but a dew drop in your garden
When a simple smile can quake my earth
I lie in the shadows of your priorities
The last on your list of regard and worth

This charged flow of sorrow becomes too much
Thickened with blood from poisoned prongs
My love viewed as quaint, my passion unmatched
Repeatedly wounded in a whirlwind of wrongs

Am I now a closed case, a client expired
A nursed little bluebird you've set free
A sequence of numbers you've written off
On to endeavors more interesting than me

Perhaps you never found me beautiful after all
If you did, I was certainly never told
I suppose I shouldn't expect any different
Competing with fresh flora and glittering gold

...Maybe the fault actually falls on you
Deeming you undeserving of my ocean of energy
Or maybe you truly are happy without my love
And I should accept the world is larger than me