Sacrilege - Poem by Isaak DeMaio
Stuck on the corner of Love and Lies,
follow them around with your little spies.
Stalk the minuscule truth of passion and lust,
afraid to love someone, been left to dust.
The fear of commitment hinder's your heart,
indecisiveness straight from the start.
Lead with your soul and not your brain,
avoid obsession, can't break the chain.
Loneliness shadows a fake smile,
happiness comes every once in a while.
Rather hurt from honesty than deceit,
an empty feeling from head to feet.
Teenage infatuation is one big joke,
confidence drowns with lack of hope.
Insecurities impregnate the feeble mind,
irrational thoughts of love they easily find.
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