War Zone

I admit, within every human relation
That there exists no true control.
There's always a chance of tribulation
But connection be always the goal.

We seek souls that bring us balance
And to help us feel complete.
When two souls together dance,
With it no feeling can compete.

But with love comes days of sorrow,
With secret tears being held at bay;
When one must question a tomorrow
And never quite knowing what to say.

Sometimes too much time feeling alone
Searching for the right words to share
How my mind is so often a war zone
And how moments of peace are rare.