Love is a disease

By draco5445

Love is a disease
It spreads like wild fire
People are struck with sickness
They slowly tire
There hearts cant take the loss
But for the few who are immune
To loves deathly grip on the heart
Or they live with it
Till they find the one person who cures that pain
Love works both ways
But it always gets worse
With every fall from the mountain called love
Love can give you life or suck you dry
So i as i write this all down
The feelings inside stir faster and faster
Till i finally cant feel the hurt of lost love
Or know how it is to have people care about
So i say good bye to you
I retreat into myself
Putting up a defensive barrier of pain,anger, and depression
I retreat further and further within my self-conscious
Pushing everyone away
Not showing any emotion
Until the day i snap
I take that knife and stab myself in the heart
I fall onto the hard wood of the floor
Love is a weak minded disease that infects everyone easily
The ones who have nothing better to do
Then tell someone you love them
To care for them like a dog.

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Published on Friday, April 16, 2010. Filed under: "Poetry"

Comments on "Love is a disease"

On Monday, February 14, 2011, 10 Forty Three (543) wrote:

That is so true. Great write.
On Sunday, April 18, 2010, draco5445 (9) wrote:

i would like to apologize for the spelling errors i was pissed when i wrote this and didn't pay attention to how i spelled it.I fixed so if u would like to re-read.
A former member wrote: interesting, i like how you say that love is a disease for the weak minded. that is so true, it can be a disease for the weak minded and you gain so much if you have a determined will.
On Sunday, April 18, 2010, draco5445 (9) wrote:

i would like to apologize for the spelling errors i was pissed when i wrote this and didn't pay attention to how i spelled it.I fixed so if u would like to re-read.