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What is love?

Is there truly such a thing?

I thought I had it many times past

And I found, through a broken heart,

That it wasn’t real at all

If there isn’t love at all

Why then do I believe I have fallen -

Into this pit so many times?

Here I am thinking I have it all

When in truth I have nothing but pain

I ask for only the small things

Things that have no material value at all

Yet I cannot get any of it

So I ask for things with a price

And still I receive nothing

What am I to do?

Many have told me to get out of it

Yet I am unable to leave

Am I stuck with this unbearable pain?

I don’t want to be at all

For it tears me into pieces every day

I seem to have nothing left,

No life, no love, no heart, nor soul

What am I to do with this?

I can’t comprehend what to do

To leave, or to stay

That is the real question

One I, to this day, cannot answer

~Chrystal

Written on

April 8, 2001