The Disconnected Philosopher

Love\'s an Obsession

Shackled by Truth

Bounded by lies

Love\'s an obsession

Attachment misused 

Where deception resides 

She\'s a mermaid in the forest

And him her captor 

I have the key yet I have no idea where the door is

All in bitterness, hearing her laughter

In vain I reach for the stars

Just to miss my target

My arrow goes the farthest

But wherever you are

I\'ll never be able to retrieve 

You because I am not yours

In bliss shall I leave

Or in fluxation shall I weep

For love is an obsession

and I am not yours to keep