What Love Is

We live in a world of betrayal and bitterness
were no one trust each other to the fullest.
We do what we do to help our own selves prosper
not to make our home,and each other, better.
Better than the place we know already
were people hurt and nothing is steady.
We rock to and fro in every situation
nothing helps us not even our own cries for attention.
In friendships we beg and we envy
as if we forget there are others who live in infamy.
We throw not stones but boulders at each other
and still expect love from one another.
We call on those only when we need- not to give.
We truly have forgotten the real meaning of "live."
To those we are in love with
we toss around and hit with whips.
Our words are not upbeat nor constructive
we pull each other down because we were born destructive.
To those who love us from the beginning- birth
we constantly denounce and wish upon the worst.
To love is something we no not much of
but that is why we have help from above.
Though we cause pain and grief upon mankind
God has forgiven us each and every time.
Through Him we have learned to love better every day
Through Him we have found the right words to say.
We no not what love is nor how to properly portray it
but we do try our hardest to make our love fit.
Fit accordingly to whomever it is directed towards
only hoping they know that their corresponding love is an award.
An award above all and one that is true
because it means more than anything to have someone to say "I love you, too."