Heavy Hand

My friend wrote something that inspired me.

Heavy heart
And heavy hand.
Sometimes I feel
Like I can't stand.

All that I did,
I did for you.
Just to prove
My love is true.

Instead, you scoffed.
Instead, you scorned.
So here, I lay.
So here, I mourn.

In ashes with
Nothing to drink,
Crouched, I sit
Upon the brink.

The dark abyss
Is dark and far.
I tell myself
That I won't fall.