Love Lust Life.

Love.

It's a hurtful thing.
Holds life by a blemishing string.
Just when you think you can turn away;
the whole world begins to sway.

Lust.
To baffling to comprehend.
You can never seem to gain the upper hand.
It brings on so much pain;
yet what is there to gain?

Life.
The hardships never end.
Do they ever begin to mend?
It's always one thing after another,
soon, I will start to smother.