What is Love?
Living is death,
No air or breath.
Joy is also pain,
Sunshine – rain.
But, the heart beats on…
Strength degrades to weakness,
Confidence fades into meekness,
Happiness shares similarity with depression,
Desired peace is voiced as angry expression,
But the heart beat on…
The truth was in honesty (reality) only lies.
Laughter – as the person I was – painfully dies;
This corpse I now am, I bitterly hate and despise.
All those perceived feelings – have shed their mask of illusion;
No more than the mind, nerves, and senses, logical
conclusion –
Pointless iterations preceding a predestined death, life – a
delusion.
But the TRUE
heart STILL beats on,
And though all hope and life is gone –
These verses remain beating strong.
Composed By: A. D.
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