INESCAPABLE LOVE

Sometimes love becomes a ritual of mix emotions fuel by feelings that sometimes cant be explain, which incites the brain into thinking that its love of a special kind but yet in reality when we take a clear look at love, from the outside looking in it appears unattach from mere emotions of truly caring for another.                                                                                                                      
                                                                                                                                       For sometimes the chemistry feels as though its there in words but not seen in actions, to match the words of what is suppose to be love with honor and respect which begins to affect our better judgement of common sense, separating our minds to think and our bodies to be submissive for that is what they crave and want from us.                                                        
                                                                                                                                  For what follows behind those acts are merely feelings of discontent with disengage thoughts running through ones mind dulating the feelings of the heart, which makes it an inescapable kind of love penetrating through the skin of your flesh crawling through your most deepest thoughts touching every facet of what you though what is and not love, till you become a prisoner hiding behind walls of steel and stones were fragments walks the halls poisoning the mere depth of ones soul as it damages the heart to not ever to feel love.