LOVE

Loosing your mind
and going insane,
crazed and crushed.

Open to a stranger
that will stab you
in the back.

Vvoluntarily throwing
your self of a never
ending cliff.

Examening ones
faults and tearing out
it's sole.

Is this really what we wont in life,
is this really what we strive upon?
Do we love and die for something
that is going to kill us in the end?
Do you wont to rot away in a pile of crappy love?
Or rather live alone and die a happy death?