Disappointment,
thou art a beast
that slays the trying heart
and crushes rising hope.
The heart is defenseless,
yet you strike
with loud derision
at its unattainable efforts.
Go, I say.
And yet it’s me
that gave rise to this creature
that attacks and thunders in glee.
Stay then
for you are mine.
I am both heart and beast.
The heart must one day triumph.