The Worst

Through the gliding plains
Of the purest gold,
To the highest mountains
With the deadliest cold.
I have fought for you
With unending stride,
And now you forget me
And cast me aside?
Not a single word
Nor a backwards glance,
Are you really saying
You are steadfast in your stance?
So to truly punish me
And give me the best curse,
Take your love away from me
Because what could be worse?