I can't lie...I know I will....again

I've been in it before but can't stand the end...there's always an end.

I'm sick of love....so fucking sick of it.

I want to sell my heart, I'll even give it away.

But if I give it to you, don't give it back.

I don't want it.

Why do I put myself through it

Pain anger

I love the love though

oh god do I love it

But is the love worth all the hate at the end?

Well I guess thats the big question.

I need it, love that is.

I will do anything for that feeling....

security, companionship, warmth

love......

even if it brings me to my death with the pain..

so love me, unconditionally forever

I'm a junkee...

Step one to recovery: admittance.

What is my drug of choice?

I think you know from what you've just read.

 

 

By: Karen Lamb