All is fair in love and war
But what if that love relates to war more?
The main influence that I have seen
Was my parents with their love: mean.
Like flipping a switch, good versus bad
Happy, pleased, now angry, sad.
Changing my perspective,
They were so affective.
Left me wondering if this was love
If it is all I am worthy of?
An unhealthy ideal
How am I to know what's real?
Fighting, they scream.
I thought love was a happy dream
Not this, it's a nightmare
Real enough to permanently scare.
Cheating and lying,
Can't you see that I'm dying?
Further along,
Life, a bad love song.
But I met them.
They calmed the mayhem
Of my fears,
Drying tears.
Trying, prying,
Saving me from dying.
Have hope, they say
Love doesn't end that way
Always.
Real love outweighs
The war between heart and mind,
It repairs the devastation left behind.
Love versus war,
Something I cry for.
End the sorrow, end the pain.
From this there is nothing to gain.
Go on, stop this insanity.
Words of hate, profanity,
Instead should be of caring, admiration.
The true cause of frustration:
Love and war.
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