When the pain of love is just too much
that eventually one needs a crutch
to hold together the pieces
of a fragmented heart

When nothing seems to matter
As that last desperate effort
to salvage what is left
We are still in bereft

When you get nothing but rejection by the object of your affection
Who is to blame when the results are always the same?

After awhile you question your own credibility as you fall into a state of deniability and instability

Who or what do we call upon to reach for that hand of hope
When you feel like a dope!!

We ask for the universe to bring us the life and promises it stated
Yet after awhile when they never come true is it time to give it up
as life and love fades out of view?

Has life and love become so complacent and jaded where there is nothing left but mistrust
and scars of hate have been gold plated?

Are we a generation of all talk and no action forming individual factions?

Has love been written or blotted out of our hearts and minds that it's just lost in the mist of our youthful times?

If love can be so joyful and plentiful and a dream for the few
At what price did they pay to receive it to make their lives anew?

Is there something I am missing
Is there something I am not seeing or understanding?
Or are there others who may share this point of view?

Why does loving anyone have to be so complex and complicated
to the point we become so exasperated
Isn't it to bring healing and offer warm fuzzy feelings?
Is it not to offer comfort and joys
to feel like happy little girls and boys?

Apparently, if we are not feeling it then it must be something else that is stealing it.

We can write many thoughts and ideas of how it should be
Yet, are we genuinely offering it to those in the quality we can imagine it so eloquently?

Are we just so set in our ways that nothing will interphase?
Is it not our nature to love and be loved? Even the Gods we dance to seek to be loved and adored in the hope they will not leave us or forsake us just because they may be tired or bored.

Can anyone offer a solution to the confusion or will they laugh and just add to the pollution?

Help us to believe once again that love is like a summer breeze

Help us to believe that love is the warmth after a winter snow
As the fire blazes it's mysterious glow.

Help us to believe the gentle river flow and the songbirds sing a song we all know.

Help us to believe that life is worth living no matter where we go.