Poetry

Mindless (#154)

My mind is cast beyond thought,
It lives for the new love that’s sought,
On my knees, I pray my lord,
My emotions beheading me with sword,
Oh Father, help me please,
I am infected with the love disease,
If it be love, I am to do,
Then why is it, I will break a pact with you?
Something is off here,
All I can do is tear,
Oh, what is this love?
That grabs me from feet and above?

Any Thoughts?

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