your heart is aching..
your hands are shaking
liquid falls from your eyes..
but this is nothing new..
its no surprise..
an upward grin transforms its angle..
the grip on you..feels like a strangle..
your body is trembling..
your voice.. quivering..
your heart is beating, what feels like its last breath..
your tongue is tasting loves death..
this cut should hurt less than the others..
so say the wise mothers..
reaching into your mind for simple peace to find..
love can be so rewarding then again so unkind..
who will love you the way you need..
is your desire more that of greed..
who is your friend that loves you so much..
when all you need is to hear loves touch..
it gladly gives your hearts desire..
opens its mouth without fire..
a gentle voice, a word of meaning.. does not exist for your yearning..
nor should its existance be there for you..
for there are more important things to do..
time is your friend.. it teaches so well..
your enemy too.. breaking your shell..
powerful words for some to say..
I love you so much.. maybe one day..
maybe this and maybe that..
maybe you'll love.. what is that?
this is the lesson in love gone bad..
love yourself.. really your all you've had.
the rest was a dream.. but now you've awaken..
should your dream allow your joy to be taken..
so it doesn't exist.. only a fantasy..
so what? stop faken..
pick up the pieces of your broken heart..
mend it now.. make a new start.
depend on man.. to give you your joy?
come on...he's taught you better than that..
he's taught you to love you..
is there a better lesson than that.
Look in the mirror
Without the terror..
and say I love you..that is enough..
to expect it from others.. simply to tough..