Love
Love
To some it is a wonderful event
Filled with joy and happiness
When one meets their significant other
For what seems like an eternity of bliss
This is the view taken by most
Many go unaware about the other view
Or just do not want to hear it
A method to make one suffer
A life full of misery
To love someone without
Them returning this love
To have them ignore you
Or make fun of you or shun you
Or worse
To have fear dominate you
To keep you from expressing your love
This horrid feeling that you get
Caused by fear can make
You want to crawl in a pyx
For eternal sleep
Then you realize this sleep
Would just make others feel bad
And your feeling would remain
So why do it
Love is a yataghan heading for my heart