Poetry

Love is good, love is kind
But love can be evil and blind
Love controlled my heart and mind
For so many years of my life

Made me ignore all the signs
Of the bad things that I did
And all the things I did not do
How many people I've left too

All the poems I've written
All the songs I've sung
Were a little bad birdie in my ear
Singing the wicked praises of love

My dependence of loves dread
Love led me astray to regrets
Of bad decisions and lies
Were just evidence of my demise

The neediness of acceptance
The craving of bonding
The wanting of touch
The patience of sex

Love injured my heart and
Shattered my trust
Made me question my very souls
Worthiness for happiness

Leaving me emotionally spent
And physically weak
Was I just trying to repair
The broken child within?