Are Daddy’s words the truth or does he lie?
At twenty-six I learned that love must mean
Always give in or lose the fight and die.
Is my belief in love a worthless dream?
The one I married said, “please stay and play.”
I thought he loved me but I was a fool.
It’s all pretense so he could get his way.
I think love can’t be kind; it’s always cruel.
I think love can’t be seen by souls like mine.
I’ve lost again, and don’t know how to win.
I don’t know where to turn or how to find
Love that is not cruel. Where do I begin?
Lord, can you tell me why love hides from me?
Does true love reside where I cannot see?
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