Love and Death
Love is the knife that stakes the heart,
Love the disease that bites from the start.
Love is the demon that snatches you from sight,
Love is the ultimatum that will end this fight.
Love is the pain that starts in your toes,
Travels to your head and hurts like no one knows.
Love is the gouge you feel from you chest,
Only to realize you started the mess.
Love is the anchor that holds you to the ground,
Then releases your blood before your six feet down.
Love is the spirit that breaks your strength,
Love is the angst that keeps your sanity at length.
Love is the fool you have finally become,
Love will still be here when your life is done.
