Love

This is the beginning and will be completed a little later.

Why does Love stir Anger

Why do the Stars stare down so Hard

Why do I feel such a Stranger

After I've played my last Card

Why does Love feel like a Disease

Why did it feel I was searching Evermore

Why do I consider sometimes my Life to Cease

Does anyone really ever tally the Score

Why is Love sometimes just an Emotion

Why is the Scar in me so Deep

Why do I think one day I'll find a Potion

But I wake up sometime feeling like a Creep

It was all the way I looked at It

It was all Me, it was all Me

And the illusion that I bought Into

But I soon will Be, soon will be set Free