Everyone’s looking for love,
Some of us in the wrong place.
Discontented, disillusioned with life
We wear the mask across our face
Some fall in the arms of any lover,
Tricked by the need to ease the pain.
Trying to take cover,
Shelter from the rain.
Fragmented and fortified,
In search of redemption.
A fleeting moment of bliss
Futile, hindering ones ascension.