Pain within my heart

Known to be juvenille

But managing to cry

all the whiile

Not even sure why

I write this piece of poetry

Attempting in some way

to combat what you've done to me?

But, you are not at fault

Still, someone has must take the blame

And I dare not be caught

Being responsible for my shame

And love, so pompous and arrogant

Comits a hit and run

And i cunningly shoot the culprit

With my loaded gun

I hate you, I love you

I'd kiss you, and I miss you

Proven it possible to create a lie

Create and an apostrophe of love

Despite the blatant truth, fabricate a tie

Push and shove past the obvious

Deny the hubris and just

subside to the

naivety

easily and foolishly

letting myself become

an unwanted someone

And what came to show

the darkness below

For the pain felt

Apology for you

and one for myself

The truth is KNOWN

Complexity festering within itslef

The love shown

But remains the lie

Decaying on its shelf