Love is...

love is the way you feel when truth speaks
building blocks of stone up behind the logic
but you never peek

Love is like a racecar to see who wins.
Whos marriage will last and whos marriage will end
who's will fall down the drain?
who will be scarred? Who will be strained?

Is it I who has been fooled? Looking upon the eyes of the secretly happy
never really depressed.
Or am I restrained and repressed?

Looking for a lie to seek and truth to speak
to come down from amphetamin the feeling it gives me
to love then hate. to seek a clean slate.

I am stone. I am cold. pulled me aside to tell me you
seek and sold your soul

Love is a way to find what you lost. When really what you
lost has been found and its decoy to make you deaf. to never
hear sound.

Love is the way to seek the strained. Connect to the ones who never even
seen the light or called out for hope in the night.

Love is stupid. Love is a lie. A denial you can't hide.

Love is a way to keep you sane.

Love is fake. Love will never give you what they take.