Risque Love

Love..
Why invest, why deposit,
Your feelings and emotions.

Why take the risk, when all seems to go into bankruptcy

The raw emotions, the skinning alive, in screaming tortures of agony.

The heart, branded with iron, scarring beyond recognition.

So why do we do this,
Why put ourselves through heartache beyond comprehension,
To destroy our souls, to agonising agony eternally corrupted.

Love can sour in an instant,
Turned bitter with a moments mistake,
Then maybe love was never involved we must say,
Fallacious of human perfectness, yet we bank..
All our worth in a human being.

Expectations of perfection,
Corrupted with a poison,
In a quick moments breath
Then why Risque?....