A love so pure
It makes me want to vomit
At the very idea is what I seek,
Yet it's so rare
That I could call it nonexistent.
I was taught to love this way,
But that doesn't mean I was shown
This kind of love when people
Did terrible things driven by this feeling.
They tell me this pure love exists,
But for every inch of this Earth
I walk, I see a couple going
Through a power struggle.
Their words are a punch to the face,
But their actions is a dagger
Shoved right through the chest,
And this challenges my desires.
As I said, I desire to achieve love
Through the purest of methods,
But I realize this isn't possible
When people will toss you away
Like trash for having a pure heart.
It makes me think
That the only way to find love
Is through being so possessive
That your partner
Is stripped of their free will.
A relationship between two people,
One who's the boss,
And the other the servant,
Complete with a power struggle
Is all I see around me.
Because of this,
I retreat to my own fantasies,
But even that magnifies my rage,
So there's no way to find relief
Unless I attain the impossible.
A love so pure
It makes me want to vomit
At the very idea is what I seek,
Yet it's so rare
That I could call it nonexistent.
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Burning Sensation
Poézia[Poetry] No description can fully define love, for the only way to truly understand it is to feel it, especially every shade of it. Circa 2016-2018
