Love is a catastrophe

Look what it's done to me

Brought me down here so low

Stranded, nowhere to go


No concentration just rerunning conversation trying to understand how I fell into this Quicksand

What happens next?

With life I'm unimpressed

Pain like a cutter's knife


Never been lonelier in my life

Who issued the instruction

for this mad act of destruction?

An end to equilibrium


Fate laughs.'

Look what we've done to him!

High wind through the trees

Falling November leaves

A weak sun hanging low

Summer seems so long ago


All my former dreams tender romantic schemes revealed as so naive To think I could believe

In love as the kindest law not as a declaration of war on my life and sanity Now I know at last for me love is a catastrophe