I looked into the pool
to find the love
she had for me
But all I saw was Sadness
and bitter misery.

I looked again to see
if she loved someone
else instead
But all I found was Jealosy
weeping in my bed.

I looked into the pool
once more, to see who
loved her best
But what I found was Suicide
with a dagger at my brest.

I looked to find a love
that died with Summer's
dying breath;
I looked to find my One True Love
but all I found was Death.
		


            by Adam Love © 2006