Love is False Hope
Yet another peace I have of time darker than now. Please enjoy.
To some love is blind
To most affection is fine
But to me love is false,
Being is a lost hope
And hope is affection
In a loveless life
What is there to hold
Where does a husk
Go to find hope,
Where does an empty existence
Go to find love,
Where is hope for
One such as my-self,
Where is the acceptance
For those such as us,
Must I give in,
Ought I to stay strong,
Will someone lead this Shell to peace?