Retaliation

My injured heart.

Memories
of you make me
sad. I cry
from the inner
core of my
heart and tears roll
down, unchecked and profusely.

Why did you
do this to me?
My love for
you was pure and
unalloyed.
You played with my
heart and wrung it till it bled.

Vengeance
is what I need
now to make
you realize
the pain I
experienced.
You will pay for your misdeeds.

Wipe that smirk
from off your face.
Don't ignore
me. I will make
you feel the
same way as I
did and avenge your offense.

Form: Whitney
Sol Magazine - that is the place where I found this form. Created by Betty Ann Whitney, who gave her name to this form. It is a syllabic poem - one stanza of seven lines, using 28 syllables in total.

It is divided in this way:
line 1: 3 syllables
line 2: 4 syllables
line 3: 3 syllables
line 4: 4 syllables
line 5: 3 syllables
line 6: 4 syllables
line 7: 7 syllables