Illusion

I believe in the things
That I know are real
Things that I can see and touch
Not the emotions that I feel

Love is a lie created by poets
To keep themselves in work
Heaven for the weak of will
Ignorance's perk

Romance is a fantasy
To be used as a practised tool
By those who can't get laid
Without acting like a fool

Lock down your emotions
Keep them hidden well
Remember when someone offers love
It's lonliness they sell
They preach it like it's magic
But the truth they never tell
You may forget your worries for a while
But in the end it hurts like hell

Love is just a word
For the hope so many seek
A word to tell another
When we feel that we must speak

Some hail it as the salvation
Of the destitute and meek
But it's a corruption of the truth
A bastion for the weak

Love is an illusion
It's all mirrors and smoke
A cruel and malicious deceit
That turns this life into a joke.