Love The Battlefield

Love is like a battlefield they say.

Well, we can't fight forever.

Oh the sweet agony your lips truth upon my

body as you stare into the soul of my eyes.

Shaking body, dripping tears, fury in deceit, andger in fear.

What another hit you say!

Oh  how I can't stand no longer to be beat down and hopeless.

Fight! Fight! they say, where is your strength Ms. Black Beauty?

Your will power to survive.

Why is your head hanged so low?

Well let me tell you something I've been out on this battlefield way too long.

My pain, it's been here like stiff wind in the air.

Why shopuld I always be thrown under the bus?

I pray god won't you take my soul?

                                                              -Daddy