Hellooo. Another one haha! This is where unrequited love takes you kids. Enjoyy.
Roses are red, violets are blue,
Love is bullshit,
Don't you think so too?
It scars the mind, confuses our innocence,
Poisons the fools and takes our essence,
Breaks us from within, capturing us,
In a horrendous cage of never-ending lust.
The smiles exchanged, the emotions vacant,
Bring about fake happiness in a twisted game,
Never winning, never believing
Only losing to our cruel fate.
You look at someone with love, someone to hold,
Thinking of adoration and affection to protect
From the cold,
Yet, in the end, you scratch them with claws,
Forgetting to heal them and leaving them to crawl.
It is a delusion, an illusion of pain,
Forcing otherworldly dreams in our brains,
Don't love, don't fall and lose yourself,
In the end, stay alone and survive with the most.
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What A Poet Thinks
PoetrySometimes words do speak louder than actions; Sometimes thoughts are stronger than the acts expressed; Sometimes, its best to express a few words.... and leave the rest to the unknown.
