Love Is Deceit
The imprudent wind has ceased his movement,
The unsympathetic rain has dried the thriving soil,
The moon, so bright, increased it’s earthbound light,
The world has been covered in the remaining shadows.
Call upon the angels, you believed in as a child,
You’You will feel nothing but a cruel emptiness,
A malicious joke the religious has forced upon you,
Nobody can help the world of today.
Love was once the tribute to a life lived,
Now it’s a headstone, a grave, an end.
Love is now heartless to the needs of you,
In your future, lay vacant lands and broken dreams.
You can lust for me, but I won’t lust for you,
Love has taken most of us prisoners,
Confined to that one whose memories are inescapable,
You’re lost, lonely, forgotten ambitions are shattered.
Climb to the top, where you might find refuge,
Peer over the edge to see how extreme your fall will be,
You feel the wind start up, the rain starts to descend,
The moon disappears and you are left in the darkness.
Try to find your feet in this mess of a place,
So close to the edge, you can feel the drop that awaits you,
Leering in the background is a shadow as you fall,
That shadow has a name, you just haven’t been introduced.
Love is a simple form of suicide, disguised as a pretty package,
Laying underneath the ribbons and bows is an unbound treachery,
You cannot be taught this, you unwillingly learn of it’s unkindness,
After it pushes you to your end …
Then you realize you’You have always been forlorn,
Walking in a world of blind fools who continue to believe,
That love is a gift, love is a remuneration of dedication,
Love is nothing. Love is an evil progeny. Love is torture.
Love is a disillusioning lie.
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