Confessions

They say " love is oppression"
chained to cold hearts creating environments of digression, 
inadequate communication harnesses aggression, 
Mental block idling progression.

Misery loves company,
now here comes the depression.
Time to focus on a new direction.
Dark clouds omitted their silver lining and replaced them with lessons.
Difficulty, in finding the meaning while uncovering a blessing.
Reversing the thought process, 
killing dreams of the hopeful to emancipate the loveless...

My confession is I'm guilty as charged of a love prejudice.