5/28/17
Love is a curse word
It's what I yell at night
In arguments
While we fight
I scream love with hate
These feelings I want to exterminate
I want to eradicate
It from my chest
Take this word out of my vocabulary
Because it's not something to speak
Only with passion
Because otherwise it's seen as weak
Don't let children use this word
Because like many other ones
The meaning isn't what it sounds
You don't know the leaps and bounds
That comes with using this word
It's meaning is not as it's heard
Love is not a word to be thrown
It's not a word easily given
It has to be sure
And wholeheartedly driven
Otherwise it's just like the rest
Of those empty chests
It's to fuck
Not oh fuck
It's to shit
Not oh shit
It's not what it means
Not what it seems
It's to love
When you close your eyes
All you can see is them
And it makes you smile
When your eyes are red
They're still there for you
Even in a disagreement
And a solution only takes a little while
When your eyes lay on something
But it seems so random
But it reminds you of them
And it's so their style
When your eyes can't see to where they are
You long for them beside you
You would do nearly anything for them
And walk mile after mile
Love should be a curse word
It should rarely be used
It could be real
But most likely with hate fused
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Where My Eyes Wander
PoetryThis is my new cover of my poetry, starting with my signature Tweeting Bird. These would have ranged from two years ago to today. You will be able to see my progress as you read. Thanks for reading my work!
