“Untitled”
To love is to die
Cause it’s something that makes you cry.
It’s always said to feel like heaven
But I say, “It is hell driven”
This poem is so sad but true
Heartbreak is a disease and the victim is you
Is that why you’re feeling so blue?
Or do you not have any clue?
Why is there such thing as love?
Is it really a gift from up above?
Or is it a curse from down under?
That hits us hard and strikes like thunder.
I’ve been a fool to this love game,
Am I the only one to blame?
I sacrificed much for you my dear,
Losing you is my worst fear.
But you broke me, I now hate you
I thought what you felt before was true.
You made me fall into your trap,
Held me so high then made me drop.
Heartbreak hurts more than any bruise.
A gun or a knife, what’s to use?
Maybe it’s time to end this all,
You watched me rise, now see me fall.
