What Hurts Most

A world in which love desecrates A mind into such empty life Is one you would most likely hate And stab into yourself a knife Or one in which you reach for stars But they still seem so far away It's hopeless and might break your heart Or possibly could end your day Maybe a life-long obsession one in which you'd trade your life to gain an unknown questionable possession only to find out it isn't yours to obtain What if it's an ultimate devotion one that kept your life in line but long ago suffered an erosion so have you lived a lie this whole time? As for I, the pain that beats them all Is endless love in which i have allowed myself to fall. endless love, an endless fall