A long break

It's been nearly a month since I posted the first part of Opulent Madness. It's just a long break. Part II of Opulent Madness will be posted soon but in the meantime, here's a spontaneous poem:

Deeply Wounded

A lie? A thought? A dream?
All this time have I been stronger or weaker?
The knife has stabbed me and the wound runs deep,
Like a blind diver who plunges into the sea,
Looking for the mermaid he may never find.

I love the one who does not love me,
Yet I insist on pursuing it,
Will it all be for nought in the end when I die?
This new feeling is a bastard because it does
Nothing but grind my heart like rock on glass.

I am in pain in my heart,
For the flower chooses not to bloom at me,
Shall I wait and keep watering until I wilt,
While the bees are busy sucking her nectar?
I have already done much and I am lost.