love

Love

Something tells you to blindly follow,

deep inside it tells you to swallow, your pride is gone but your heart doth wallow, deeper within the pain is shallow

Why do we keep finding ourselves running inside these circles?

Empty words but with all of the same shame

The lies and the love, it’s all just a game 

“ I love you”

“ I hate you” 

This typical exchange, all that remains, are just bones in the grave.