Relationship Sorrows

What once seemed like a fairytale

Turned into a nightmare.

You boast about my home

But you know nothing of fair.

What was once a sonnet

In a sea of eulogies

Has reared into a feast

For all of your cruelty.

I suppose it is my own fault

That I trusted with my entirety

In a man who knows only

Of himself, his deity.

So I shall venture on my own

Once more unto the shore

Of my own vanity

And of insanity;

This calamity

Of relationship sorrows

Until another fine thing catches my eye

And I forget all of this,

Until tomorrow.