When I was young
I used to say
That love would take
the hurt away.
But now I tell you
it's not true
If love should ever
come to you.
You'll find that it's
not what it seems
It's not at all
like in your dreams.
It gives you rain
when you want sun
When you want all
it gives you none.
When you want joy
it brings you sorrow
When you need hope
there's no tomorrow.
Oh love I don't know
what you are
I only know
you've left me scarred.
Marea Johnson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-lie-of-love/
