Love is something that comes in various forms
A friend, lover, family member, or someone you never met
I want to be able to understand, true feeling, emotion
And still be able to be slightly inhuman, devoid of emotion
I tread through life looking for answers to my infinite questions
It seems what I want is not feasible and yet I continue
My devotion through it all
I’ve lived thus far losing those I love and
I try and keep them alive in my heart
Because life seems so treacherous, and desolate
A bumpy road with forks and one way streets
And I’m reaching out but no one’s there
To save me
Jul 8, 2011
Jul 8, 2011 at 7:35 PM UTC
Love is something that comes in various forms
A friend, lover, family member, or someone you never met
I want to be able to understand, true feeling, emotion
And still be able to be slightly inhuman, devoid of emotion
I tread through life looking for answers to my infinite questions
It seems what I want is not feasible and yet I continue
My devotion through it all
I’ve lived thus far losing those I love and
I try and keep them alive in my heart
Because life seems so treacherous, and desolate
A bumpy road with forks and one way streets
And I’m reaching out but no one’s there
To save me