Love

Love only causes
Necrosis
Of hope, joy, faith
And the soul
In those who have
Loved, lost, know
Just what they
Have let go.
And it rots,
Festers, snuffs out
Any light that
Threatens to lift
The crushing blackness
I nurture within.
Loneliness becomes
The norm
And I fall,
Forlorn,
Into a void;
A dark-cold pool
Of wishing
I could have you,
Or else have
Never known
How warm, glowing,
Lit up on the inside
I could be.
Please,
Show me mercy,
Love.