The game called "love"
Cruel love played me like a fool. Now I came to see it as so cruel. Never again do I want to touch it. Inside of me, the candle once lit, has now dimmed, darkened it's light. My world of fairy tales now now bright. Shaken, I'm breaking. My fantasies all taken. The dreams slowly evaporates. As now I shall never contemplate on the things it brings like the buzz. It only comes and leaves you depress. So cold, in the dust it had left. Break down the heart. Tugs and tears it apart. The hurt and pain is all that it shares. Leaves my cries in tears. Ripped opened my soul. No mercy it showed. Love is a waste of time. It is nothing near kind. I hate what it had done to me. I'm not so blind now as I come to reality. Many times it had done me wrong. My hatredm dispisement is so strong. Love changed my thoughts. The shame I caught. It steals away happy moments. Cringe, stabs, twisted my heart went. Red blood turned black. The strength to forget is what I lack. Need to get on my feet. At it's own game I shall beat. And one day I'll laugh in it's face. Because I know I will win the race.
7/01/2000
