Love Is The End

Out of Desperation and rage,
we were cast to a larger stage.
All the pain we held inside to vent,
left us to this point where we were meant.
You yelled as I did too,
but some how we both knew what to do.
I hated you for every word you spat out,
but in the end you open up to me with out a doubt.
Out of screams of constant hate and vile remarks,
it took us on a venture we would have never embarked.
Out of breath our surge of relief turns to dread,
for without our hate what is there to be said?
We remained stout not standing down for honor and pride,
it was then I knew you were the one to be at my side.
An attraction formed like none I have ever felt before,
and the closer you got I wanted more.
You are now my lover and my best friend,
for I know now even out of hate our love is the end.

Written By
Robert Lee Niswander
Copyright 2004