Trail of words

Love

Funny when you let your guard down
The scars seem to be more clear
And you screams let out a horrible sound
The throbbing of your heart,loud enough to hear
Nothing but brotherly hugs
The heart from the start he had
Ha....true love
More like a pain in the ass

Yet his presence is enough
To make you shiver from head to toe
Trying to talk to him, but never any luck
Ignoring the feelings only make them grow
No you can't say your the word
It'll only break you more
You begin to realize, you got shot by his bow
And the feelings inside begins to stir

You pick the flower he calls you
That beautiful yet painful when touched
His sharp black eyes you always drew
Are similar to the thorn your thumb brushed
Your legs give in as you slide down the door
As you go down as you fall
But you don't have to say the word
You don't have to say, Your in love

Yet when the thorn pierces your skin you start realize the real pain
The real hate love brings to us
It's like getting hit by a bus
As the pain becomes unbearable
Your heart isn't stable to control how much it feels

It leaves a wave of confusion after every fight
For how were you wrong? And where did it go wrong
For one later feels upset for the other was right
Where you have to save it before it's all gone.

Where tears are the only thing you feel
As you lay on the ground torn and beat
Your heart torn and scratched to the point of no heal
your body, feeling the floor it's cold your losing your heat

you feel the thorns, your hand is sore
the pain is something you can no longer hold
your hand is numb from holding the beautiful rose
the slow faint hum is heard as your tears flow

You throw the flower away in anger and dread
Standing up , not wanting to be the same
Getting out of depressions so tight hug
You raises you chin up, and clean the
flowing red
No longer wanting to play this so called game
The game that everyone calls love.