blurgh!

We wage wars, we bleed blood that is not ours,
every week, we go wild with wanting and then ,
redeem ourselves , we wage wars.
Like children in a play pen
We sing lovely songs and laugh mirthlessly,
we lose sanity and beckon each other,
don't speak! you dont have to, instinctively
I know you and so, why bother.
Crimson lips fade from memory, and charms fail
across the days we spend alone and hauntingly alone,
crushingly quiet days and trying times prevail
we wage wars, we love like thunder, alone.
disappointment, and it comes calling
this love, it comes in the night, for you and for me
im trying to prevent it, im stalling
i dont want it for me, not for me