Let Love Die

the truth of love and heartache

I will never find love. It's no longer real to me, a figment of my imagination. I am sick of my shit getting misinterpreted.
How can someone care for another... and not love them at the same time. Like tasting old bitter wine my love life is a lie.
Screaming my head off as the brakes tend to loosen and I begin to fall into a dark abyss my pants are now soaked with piss
My love is served on a cold dish. Regret is what I feel. I am told to kneel. Watching my life end in 5...4...3...2...