Love?
Love
He gave me
Bruises
He betrayed me with
How can it be that
Love means pain
It is false that
True love exists
And I am but a puppet
He is the controller
I refuse to believe
Love is equal
He's the one
Because he loves me
So it's okay
That he makes me feel afraid
I don't feel
Like my own person
He makes me feel
As if love may be a lie
His actions are not intended
To match his words and
He represents how
Love is cruel
And it's a lie that
Love is patient, love is kind
As the story goes
Two people who fall in love and
Happily ever after follows
On a broken heart
A band-aid rests
At the end of the day
Love is a trap
And you'll never hear it said that
Love is wonderful
(Now re-read the poem backwards starting from the bottom)