A Kaleidoscope Of Love
A broken heart in a box.
Grief sounds like shoes walking away from the scene of the crime.
There are keyboard melodies that slowly fade out.
Paint a smile on your face.
Ignore the false sirens of pleading.
Love is hidden in your pain; love that they do not deserve.
Take down the box with God in it.
He is love you’ve always had.
A kaleidoscope of faux love.
And dead stardust.
Petals and love potions always for show.
What their love really is; is a black hole of nothingness.
Their colorless dusk is really rusty tin that leaves you cut.
Deep cuts every time; that is their truth.