John Paul Ang
Love Is A Disease - Poem by John Paul Ang
I can only give you what i have,
Nothing more, nothing less.
All i have is this sacred love,
I offer my life at your behest.
Hurt me and Watch me bleed
See the red blood gush out
This is something that i need
But i need you more without doubt
Our distance makes me numb,
I cant feel you nor your heart
Another phase for me to succumb
An emptiness that wont depart.
All i can do is befriend silence
At least he keeps me company
but i still thirst for your presence
Something that fate could not give me
I constantly hunger for your affection
Ulcer of solitude eats me from the inside
I endure this disease of separation
because of the complications that i cant hide.
Cure me or kill me,
Deceive me or make me believe
Either way i will be free,
Die or live.
Love is a disease with no cure
that consumes your heart and mind
can even taint a soul that was once pure
That wraps your life in a fatal bind.
Yet, it is what i seek
What i want and what i need
Though the chances are low and bleak
Even if God forbids..
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