Wednesday, September 18, 2013


What kind of love fetters you with lies brittle?
Showing you illusions of what can be.
Making you wait and die each day a little?
But never letting you ever leave.

With nary a look of love?
Not a word or thought for another.
Without a care for shared vows?
Noticing your worry but showing no bother?

Forcing one to ask for every tiny little thing?
Taking love and giving only words empty.
A standard “I don’t know” that only pain brings?
Holding one back with kindness that will never set one free.

This is also a type of evil,
Cloaked in kind words and empty gesture.
Hiding the indifference really well,
never letting you go, escape the indenture.
 
Is it even love that does this?
or is it more of a habit?
Ego, perception, illusion of a relationship,
just enough emotion to make it all stay and fit?