What Love Is

Love...
A strong word indeed,
how can one tell if they have love?
perhaps it is caution thou should heed
they say love is amazing,
they say love is complex
is it really all so complicating?
destined to do nothing but vex?

"No... of course not,
love is special, love is unique"
thats what they all say,
but do they know of what they speak?
I've been there,
I've seen it all
"to be, or not to be..."
make your god damned call!

"I love you."
many people abuse the phrase
they just pretend to love
who cares anyways?
how can someone say it?
say they love you true
and then spit on it the next day
like they don't give a damn about you?

So here i am,
"make your decision"
my life in front of me
how can all of this be?
betrayal... nothing but a word...
a word that pierces the heart
a word able to rip open the soul
and indeed tear it apart

So don't tell me to make a decision
cause sometimes i don't know
cause in my mind and soul,
I've been struck, blow after blow
"i don't know..."
you want to know what i meant?
I'm sick of life...
I'm completely spent...

When i wrote the first word
of this poem called love,
i meant for it to be sweet
like a newly born dove
you see what it does?
see what love is about?
nothing but betrayal,
nothing but doubt.

Copyright © 2006 Nikk Settell