Embodying love
In a world of hate
From a family of love-hate
to a people who are bred for love and still hate
Is incredibly tiring
And yet,
With blackened eyes
I will still continue to love
for
I will never truly know
how much I am needed
by someone who is dangling
over the same edge
that I once fell over.
Choose love with your heart
and with your mind.

I was lost until I found me in you
But now I am lost again
I still look at you with the eyes that wants you
But your eyes are cold like the storm
I asked you if everything could go to the way it was
But you were already in someone else’s arms