it starts with Love

It starts with love.
They're fighting in the streets.
The men and women of the nation.
Shots are fired and men drop to their knees.
The screams fill the air,
as more bullets rain down,
and I wonder,
Why are we fighting?
And it starts all over again.

It starts with love.
The breakdowns in the night.
Talking to you by the light of the television.
Tears leaking down my already soaked cheeks.
You were always there for me in trouble.
You were always there when I needed a friend.
But you've gone and I'm alone.
Where are you when I need you?
And it starts all over again.

It starts with love.
Sitting in church during service,
watching all of the people around me,
wishing I could take off my mask and reveal myself.
I don't belong here.
I'm not strong like the rest of them.
The light shines but not on me.
Where is my strength in this day?
And it starts all over again.

It starts with love.
The parents are screaming again.
Mom grabs the knife from the counter.
Dad grabs the hot frying pan.
Both take a wild swing.
Mom's face is scalded, her skull crushed.
Dad's stomach turns red with blood.
Why am I to blame for all this?
And it starts all over again.

It starts with love.
It ends with love.