Wasted

Wasted

Rotted upon the ground
how did this come to be..
Unimaginable destiny
when I was young and green
Potential lost decaying
flies now eat the fruit
waiting for perfection
ideologic youth.
Ripeness came and went
I never even knew
all that ever mattered
was being held by you.
Discarded wasted
here I am
nothing good remains
dreams haunting reminding
love is forever stained