One Word to Describe it All

The broken pieces the deadly calls. The fallen angels the best fall. We are surrounded by what we call those vicious circles; the nightly brawl. The one word to describe it all is love. It's called love. When we care for one another we love. Pick them up when they might fall. When we have it all or when we have nothing we can still find love. In the ones that we call friends they hold the power to fix those who pretend that they don't care, that they are bare. We can still find love. We have to hold on tight before we fight. To hold the beautiful, full, nothingness, indescribable, unbelievable, inconveivable thing called love. When we know that we are strong we can love. When there's someone on our side. We now can find that in this world above all things no matter what you say, It is a wonderful, beautiful, horrible, terrible, comical thing called Love.