The Truth

This was my first poem that actually rhymes, so tell me what you think! lol

Oh, for once I now not know, 
How Man reaps that which he doth not sow.
Yet here you lie, your heart unbroken,
All your secrets loud are spoken.

Your tears are screaming,
Dark thoughts repeating,
Love, light, and trust depleating.

Now hear this plea, I pray you do,
May my love in thee imbue,
Ye cannot forsake that which yours is not,
Yet only your love found I naught.