Blank sheet of paper

33 lines

Pen in my hand

Ready to write

Thoughts come to mind

But none seem just right

When it comes to this topic

This thing called

Love….


You know some people spend they life trying to find the true meaning
Funny how something so wrong can make you feel so right …
Is most likely the reason
Nobody really knows the definition with all this treason
Lies and Lust corrupting your mind often times
Make you wanna change your season
To cold......
Heart made of stone
But yet it keeps on bleeding
Praying that what he or she says isn't a lie
So watch we keep on believing
And Truth so profound
You must be blind if you can't see it
But see that's the thing about love
It'll make you lose your logical thinking…..

Because you must be crazy to love someone
Who would
Never love you back
You must be insane to care about someone that treated you like a slave
And never with respect
And you must have lost your mind to give up your life,
Your heart,
Your soul
To someone who you barely even knew

Yeah you must be crazy!

You must be insane!

At least....
That's what the bitter woman told
Because you know she never really got over her "ex"
So now she's on that "Independent woman" like it's her name
Shutting down guys because she claims there all the same not realizing
That maybe if she would have loved herself
She would have never gotten played
And some may argue
Saying "They just don't understand"
"Just can't comprehend my situation at hand"
For the flashing lights were still showing
And i was in the moment
and he was like my addiction
My perscripition for the pain
Because everytime i was with him
All my troubles would float away

And I would do anything just to get back to that place
Might have been temporary affection
But it still me feel special in everyway
For I was his queen
And he was my king
And we would be together forever

Can't you see…..




Yeah I see

Yeah I see

Funny how everything changes when the 9 months have cease

Yeah I see

Yeah I see

You trying to fool yourself from reality
Because in the end all you have is his word and apologies
And sometimes that's not enough…
Well it isn't for me


So lets take away the temporary pleasures
Extreme measure and let ME see
The big picture
So vivid like an outcast instead of a popular scene
You claim to love me
But do you know the definition ?
Can you look up in my soul and see my
True reflection?
Claim to take away the pain
But do you have the right prescription
To heal a soul in need
For I have been afflicted by the coldness of a world
So wrong
And I'm picking up the pieces of my broken heart
Trying to find my way home
And when it comes down to love
I don't know
I Honestly don't know what it has to do with anything anymore


Because As much as we claim to love Christ
You would think everything would be so mellow
But the rain pouring down harder
And sometimes I don't even want an umbrella!
Just want to let it fall and so maybe it can make me disappear
And maybe it can take me to a place where everything seems to be more clear
And I know we should love one another
But we just fuss and fight so much
And it got me thinking will the pain ever end
Is the hatred really strong enough to take over the soul
For its breaking up these homes
Sometimes I wonder if they even know
Or recognize the four letter word
Called love…

But maybe their just like me
For they say that the first man a daughter supposes to love is her father
Well what happens when the father not there
To call her daughter
Like whose suppose to be the next person to give her that affection
Yeah mommy playing both roles
But still can't make that connection
You telling me to let these feelings go
But how?!?!? is a question I keep on asking
Because I doubt what the media shows is the answers
So now I'm lost and confuse in a society so into with the cool
Chasing the perfection

And i don't know what to do
i don't know what to

So i guess that puts me back in my room ......


With this

Blank sheet of paper

33 lines

Pen in my hand

Ready to write

Thoughts come to mind

But none seem just right

When it comes to this topic

This thing called

Love….



BY: Jessica L.