LOVE IS A THUG!

LOVE IS A THUG.
sneak.

Love is a thug on a Friday night.
A close encounter of a callous type.
The dumbing-down of numbing hearts.
Vicious slurs would play their parts.
And fools like me would yield deceit.
True-love and I so rarely meet.
Dishonour, lust and disobey.
On plastic sheets we have our way.
This way, that way, up-side frown.
Go-faster scars won't slow us down.
Passion spill, disintegrate.
Toying with our fragile fate.
The anti everything but me.
Awash in mediocrity.
Grounded by corrosive worth.
Giving smiles the widest birth
Selling short a mothers dream.
The boy who never got the scream.
The wasted fake with no idea.
The constant sense of waking fear.
The nervous twitch on cracking lips.
The cold caressing finger tips.
A strangers touch. A touch divine.
Tomorrows loss will soon be mine.

sneak