What Is Love?

What is Love?


Cold. Just plain cold
Does my heart beat still?
Or has all this pain silenced it for the rest of time?
I'm not exactly sure.
Some one said, "…a heart full of love."
That word. What is it?
It's unfamiliar to me.


What is Love?
What is Affection?
What is Compassion?
What is Sympathy, Empathy, Comfort?
Those words are too unfamiliar to me
All the words that have been said to me
Have told me of a world of darkness, despair and outright hatred
All these words, those words that seem warm
What are they?


Dark, blood, shame, depression
Those are words that I know on a personal level.
They're cold words, words that bring me down every time
They're like old 'friends' I see every day
Happier words; smile, laugh, love, friendship, love, relationships, love.
To hell with them.
What is love? Where can I find it in a world where everyone is against me?
Where is love? In that dead, silent heart of mine?
That's a laugh.
People try to bring me out of my black spot.
But I'm too used to being that dark place.
Just leave me to my darkness
And save your fucking words of love for someone
Who is "qualified" enough to hear them