Put Me On Welfare
I used to take a flight of the imagination constantly
Addicted to dreaming of affection to meet me
My conception led me to believe that love was the only thing in this world that was free
But the harshest reality struck me when I woke up from the unrestrained dream
My visions were exterminated in front of me like an incurable disease
My youthful naïve illusions led my heart to stop bleeding
Because I was molested by confusion
Molested was I…by the perplexity of what I felt true love was in my irrational mind
My mind…that mind…which made me deem that nothing in life was a free thing
I tried to taste flavors which turned out to be bitter and rough
Devoured free love over and over but nothing special happened and I’ve had ENOUGH
Only sweet love occurs within the pockets of the rich and the fancy
We all need sweets which is why it’s taken expensively, why else do you think candy isn’t free?
Still, my rejections struck me like the fierce lightening tearing down a strong brick wall
Ultimately made me accept that love is the most expensive thing of them all
Reminding myself that an addict can never receive anything without charge
Addiction is not so easy to release its habit and being so poor in love will enlarge it
My desperation is out of happiness and joy, not out of the desperation of greed
So when I say: please put me on welfare
It’s because I can’t afford the only thing I want and need
-2005. Deepness07
Feedback would be nice.......thanks