Love
By: Lady Death

Love is so powerful, it’ll rape your soul.
So precious that some people treat it like gold.
So overwhelming it takes over your mind.
It’s lovely although it’s hard to find.
And yet love sucks really bad.
If this so called love is so precious,
Why does it make you sad?
Why does it turn your life around
And turn your smile into a frown?
It makes you hate life and wish you’d die.
So pissed off you could stab someone in the eye.
Is there anyone out there who feels the same way as I?
Is there anyone who feels the pain that I feel?
Anyone who knows how true pain feels?
Well if there is, I’d like to speak to them.
I’d like to see how hard they are against the brim.
To see if they’re as messed up as I am.
And if they are I won’t feel so sad.
Cause I’ll know there is someone out there who feels just as bad.

Just like life, love sucks.
By: Lady Death

I love the way you write! you took a very difficult subject to write on knowing that all the people who write about love write shitty stuff and cliché, but as usual you come over the top! loved it really did, love rapes the soul. i believe its true, i like your vocab also
Keep it up