What is love?
Balancing on a rope...

Of all the people in my life
Three shall never be forgot...

Faking life,
to prevent worry...

An icy moon,
the orb of light...

Tired of fighting
Don't know what to do...

Here we sit,
Here we think...

When I write about feelings and past
People seem to think it's a lie...

Many search for it,
Convinced of it's existence...

Scraping at walls
Scouring at floors...

Stared at,
looked down upon...

All those nights of anguish
Going back into the mists of time...

This isn't a great poem, but i had to vent my...