Slumped shoulders,
Eyes hard as boulders.
Fake smiles,
Broken styles.
Breathless laughs,
So many halves.
Sarcastic replies,
Held down with so many ties.
Time is ticking,
Somethings missing.
Patience runs thin,
There's nothing but the desire to win.
Frightened defenses,
Lost all senses.
A battle to the death,
No time to catch your breath.
Is this what it is?
Is this what love is?
I thought love was to mend a broken heart,
But if this is it I want no part.
