I thought I'd seen the worst of it
That day you turned away.
I thought I'd known the worst bit,
But I had no words to say.
I couldn't tell you how I felt;
My heart was in my throat.
I couldn't say that I thought I'd melt,
I couldn't use a quote.
Instead I stood alone and still,
And I thought it was the end.
You left of your own free will
So I waited, I thought I'd mend.
But I hadn't seen the worst of it:
That was yet to come.
I look for the fire but it's never lit.
I am poisoned by the venom.
I hadn't seen the worst of it.
Now I have, and I am gone.