Despisable love

The overwhelming feeling of deceit,
Trust broken beyond repair,
The only promise we cannot keep.
Surrounded by greed,
And lifted off the ground,
Our hearts feed on the feckless love.
No understanding of the meaning of life in itself,
Not understanding us,
Not valuing it's wealth.
Never knowing the dead truth behind the lies,

Love is the feeling I despise.

Broken and dull,
Our hearts cry,
Wishing for nothing but to fade and die.
Into a deep, feeble state of mind.
We crowd the streets,
The dead of night,
Our hearts dying in an endless fight.
An unfavorable disgust,
Eats us away,
Nothing of distrust,
Just another soul to fade.
I speak nothing of your importance,
only for the wise,

Love is the feeling I truly despise.