A Broken Dream ( The Reader )

Picked up the book,
opened the cover,
read what the foreword said,
Turned the page,
yelled in rage,
as the heart was bled.
Forced to read another verse,
a fire in the soul,
left to watch the final fall,
with but a simple curse.
Watched love come,
and go again,
the teardrops satirized,
On the page, a single stain,
from where my teardrops died.