The Sweetest Smell

I can not enjoy the sweetest scent
instead I taste the rose's thorns
I can not enjoy the firmament
because somehow I feel foresworn

What did I do to deserve this
Why am I treated this way
I beg forgiveness for the past
please let me enjoy today.

I can not enjoy the sight of her smile
it is like staring at crocodile teeth
I can not enjoy us walking for miles
with these coals under my feet.

Where did it all go wrong
I thought it was heaven sent
but if thats true
than how can you
be the reason for my
disillusionment.

I remember the warm spring nights
and the talk of a future bell
but somehow that dream has become
a nightmare...my own personal hell.

I remember underestimating what I had
perhaps like HaSatan I fell
but now all I recognize
is the stench
of what used to be "my sweetest smell"