A LOVE THAT CAN’T BE FOUND

I see the way you look when she’s around.
I see how happy you get when she comes around
And the look in her eyes has got you boundbut why do you look for a love that can’t be found?
What’s going to happen if you give her your whole and she takes it all?
You’re going to fall.
See, don’t fall in love if there’s no one to catch you,
Else you’ll keep looking for a love that can’t be found.
What is happiness, can you find it in the ugliness of the dry bones you’ve thrown away and made a cry for life?
“See, my desire to inspire the world holds the vision I believe in and despite all that I’m feeling I know I’m still in the game.
A love that can’t be found is the throne I’ve been crowned.”
So weak and broken he begins to speak for the young hearted souls to gain control.
Maybe this way the love he gives will be the answered prayers for all his failures in love.

Published by stephenchiven

A rhetoric stranger filled with voids of poetry and Art🤞🏾

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