Assignment 16: Write a Villanelle

Broke Heart Morning 1.2

I awake to a morning so gray and dreary.
The pain in my heart too strong to be fake.
Work hasn't begun and I am already weary.

Splash water on my face, but my eyes are still bleary.
Puffy from crying, my tears form a lake.
Awake on a morning very gray and dreary.

If only I had seen your soul more clearly
Would I be greeting the day with heartache?
Work hasn't begun and I am already weary.

If my sadness were rage, you'd have reason to fear me.
How was my innocence yours to take?
Awake on a morning so terribly gray and dreary.

This pain burns hot; from inside it seers me.
No sense of this deception can I make.
Work hasn't begun and I am so very weary.

Of future loves may I be more leery
Never again will I be taken for cake.
Awake on a morning so grey and dreary,
Work hasn't begun and I am already weary.