what is love?

It seems to me
that people forget those around them
are human too
we feel
we break
we heal
but we cannot see see through the eyes
of those who are desecrated
we cannot feel the pain of millions
who are ostracized, incinerated
by the very people they thought they loved

We forget that love is not a measurement
of how much you give
we can give all we got
and in the end still not feel the slightest thing
Love is measured by infinity
and millions of hearts including mine
are still begging and screaming to be set free

There is a shell inside ourselves
it holds the essence of what makes us feel
and blow by blow the shell explodes
and all you are left with
is a shattered void

Then night falls
light fades
we are nothing but broken shells
hollowed out
gluing back the pieces
cutting at ourselves with the shards

Our hearts they crack
like glass they stab into the crevices of our minds
every struggling beat bleeds pain
and we wish our tears would wash it all away

Because last night
I forgot how to feel

Frantically
I mercilessly
severed my skin
rivers of blood flowing into rivers of tears
the sting of the blade like ice in a storm
trying to heal the lack of feeling
to feel what makes me real

I couldn't see past the blur of panicked steel
singing through my stinging skin

Family forsakes family
faces smash into walls
and the screams fade into abandoned halls

dolls are stitched together
with each thrust of the hip
their eyes glassy and empty
placed back on their shelves

Empty shells

Illusions perform confusions
in the poorest state of minds

Because people...
They forget that those around them
are human too
they forget that real love
is infinite
they forget love is true