Stranger in the Night

Some thoughts on how love can be abusive and cold....

Just two lovers entangled in a muse,

Both afraid to stay maybe its the abuse?

Afraid to love and let a life begin,

Haunted moments they are creating sin.

Pale face journey they express through sex,

Unfortunately the passions lay far in hex.

Deemed an excitement driven state of affair,

Just motions of caring but seemingly unfair.

All the words meant nothing without devotion,

Forever was never the added into the potion.

Just words, small phrases that stoked the fire,

Just a play of passion with momentary desire.

All things given the dream still sticks in mind,

Entranced in a nightmare where love was blind.

Reality when I woke to find an empty space,

For two people broke off and left a empty place.