My eyes are weary,
Won't you let me sleep?
These bags don't lie
I've been up all night
and it's no secret

My head keeps falling back
My neck barely supporting it
I'm about to topple flat
And everybody's applauding it

This no sleep thing can't continue
I've ran into three doors today
And pushed one that said pull
I'm about to fall out

Eyes are empty these days,
Smiles more often forced.
Wondering if I'm only see what I want.
Is his smile genuine?
Maybe he is happy.
Maybe I refuse to believe it.

I found myself looking for love
In the desperate time of my life
I thought I have everything
But there is something I need to have.

Affair after every affair
Chances after second chances,
From hearts in all innocence,
I never thought I was unfair.

Many lives have been involved
Countless plans retold
Many moments have been misspent
I thought, "around me, the world should revolve."

I found myself, in desperation,
hunting, demanding for love
I ended up in despair,
But there is a resolution.

My eyes were fully opened
The long journey of search,
The devastating, hearts-wrecking pursuit,
has finally come to an end.

I found genuine LOVE,
—LOVE that never remembered my past
—LOVE that patiently waited by my side
—LOVE the world has never got to offer
—LOVE I merely do not deserve
—LOVE so high, so deep, so wide
—LOVE that fully satisfies
—LOVE that never thought about self
—LOVE so unconditional

LOVE died, LOVE entombed, LOVE rose
Where would I be right now
if I have kept scouring the world for "love"
Where would I be right now
if love had not found me
Where would I be right now?

Love is a flower open to the sun,
Hate is a cavern, a hole, craven,
Black, empty, a dank drowning,
Under light.  Love is one season,

Hate is transitory. Love is eternal,
Of vast nebulas, to outer reaches
In galaxy are nurseries with stars
Being born, light, alive with light.

Love is the lasting of conquerors,
The first line, defense, existence,
Love takes all in one communion,
Breaking the dark as the morning
Sun.  Love is conundrum, love IS.

Hate is a construct, the blotched
That bleeds where life is seeding,
Rot better to cut, spoil unneeded,
Hate will come to nothing, for life
Is love, love is all and everything.