Bathroom Diaries

I wish I knew the answers
to all my questions,
I wish I knew the questions
to find them.

I cant sleep, I don't eat,
I drink and I plead...
Why does my heart burn
when my love is not torn?

Have I forgot my heart
or has it truly ever left?
What do I do with this true love
and where do I bury my past?

The tears were salty or was that my sweat,
On the closed toilet, I cried and thought...
where are all these emotions from and
why am I sad when I am loved?

I am alive. Life is Love.