Love is truely a war to be waged.

Bullets through the air, like guided hands piercing the hearts of all that fight. Blood flies about striking the people next to you. Do you remember his name as all goes black? He seems like such a nice fellow, as he tries to hold your head up, tears in his eyes. He screams, you can't quite make out the words. You think you smile, at least you believe you feel it. Then all goes black, the world around, the one you once knew, blurs to a fade and dissappears. You can still feel your heartbeat, overpowering is the sound of the rhythmn it makes. I moves a mile a minute, almost like it wishes to burst from your chest. You panic in the dark, groping and reaching hoping to grab something as you fall head first into the darkness. You believe you feel your body turning end over end, but you still can see anything...but the light at the bottom of the fall. You reach for the light, yet it still doesn't seem to come, just sitting where it is, slowly beckoning you, laughing all the while into your face knowing you will never be what you want to be. You fight for it, scratch, claw, bleed for it. Scream, yell, growl for it. You want it, we all want it, but your just not sure why you want it. Your heart begins to beat faster still, it feels like it is humming in your chest. A soothing hum, one that gently calms your hands, your arms, your head. The light comes closer, as if gentle hands reach forth to bring you into an embrace and hold you there. Hold you there just so you can sleep peacefully once, so you can be calm, so you can feel all there is to be felt. Love.