• Love.
    It's nothing but sick feelings that always lead to emptiness and sorrow.
    You'll feel great today, but suicidal tomorrow.
    When your with the one you've been longing for, you feel you can fly.
    When they want to leave you alone in the cold you feel your gonna die.
    It starts good but never stays.
    I hate love, and all its treacherous ways.
    I hate how it makes me smile, But only once in a while.
    Then once again it brings me back down.
    And once more I am stuck with a frown.
    To me, love does not exist, to others love is every kiss.
    Love is nothing but a lie.
    Whats the point to even try?
    Soon I will be close to death, Love will not stop my last breath.