The subject of love
brings out the foolishness in people
love is to show another how you care about them,
to show another why you care about them
regardless of how they let you down

I have received love in so many ways that it is indescribable,
and yet I am as blind to it as hate itself,
and to the ones that deserve it and are worthy of it most.

But the others, I don't even care enough to let them know I don't love them,
so they continue to believe I do, and keep loving me for my selfishness.
Meanwhile, the ones that come into my life and make it interesting
do the same to me, by not caring enough to let me know
that they are not here to stay.

The world as I know it is and always will be; dependent on love, immune to it, victim to it.punished by it, blinded by it, stupid to it, unrealistic to it, and always happy with it.
But I can't even seem to squeeze a care out of my bitter pores,
or give a glance of softness through my cold eyes,
or make someone else happy just from showing maybe even half a smile through non- speaking, unmoveable lips.
Or to show respect enough to listen with ears that only defend themselves.

I am what I made myself,
and I hope that no one ever gets caught in the cycle of hate.
Love to me has always meant-
try it once, and when you break it, wait for it to put itself back together, and then start all over again.
Until love gets hurt and I don't care enough to think about you
and I'm sorry.

very nice write

thank you!

Nice.

Thanx scorp I mean dict8

Call me Scorp. I don't really like Dict8!

cool, I think you look more like a scorp than a dict anyways

wow,, very felt here.
and I hope life has started to get over and find the inner you who holds all of what you have had to hide..
May your heart open to feel and your mind stay closed to stay safe.
As both feel each other, both shall move forward...thanks for sharing this with us..

Thank you
yes I wrote this poem when I was 17, alot has changed since then, but I still like this poem.

Awesome... really.
Thanks for sharing this...
Taken aback by this. So happy you posted it.

Thanx pancakes!

Pure love has no boundaries, it is forgiving (even when it is not returned) sometimes it can make so much of a difference to those who give and recieve it. Beautifully written.