Something for peeps to think about....

It seems as if this little thing we do is juss on a contractual-basis...
to leave feelings in nothing more than a title and a factual-stasis...
the actual-fact-is that combining our worlds is causin-dramatics...
and pausin-the-tactics of how love should applaud-the-antics...
but what else is there to see materialism always blinds-the-eye...
wit the kinds-of-lies that make thanx nothing to find-in-skies...
im clouded in my head and rains-will-follow through pain-and-sorrow...
to make yesterday and today seem worse than what remains-tomorrow...
no matter what happens i cant seem to escape-this-fate that takes-its-weight...
and drapes-its-sakes on my back i cant bayer it so it scrapes-my-shape...
people seem-to-think that its hate that causes loves beam-to-sink...
and with all gleams-and-minks its misguided love that streams-and-links...
all of us to that one portion or that one notion that it goes in strides...
along the thin line or crevice that we all hope that real love resides...
its the worse-truths that hurts-u where u hear these words-through...
the i love you turns-to i didnt mean to then u feel burned-through...
next is the close-of-emotions because noone knows-of-devotion...
and u blame urself for the pain because u chose-this-demotion...
this level of feelings you had and the truth u put it lead-to-deceit...
and if you could shop for love you wish in ur heart that u kept-the-receipt...
whats left-to-deplete drained from pain u search again but u dread-a-repeat...
but u realize that ur feelings were true and it was right but u fled-from-da-street...
and now u have to live wit it u wish u spoke but instead-ya-incomplete....


Penskills....the soul of real love.....the soul of real emotion...within a perfect persona....