The Truth

Love was
Not is
Smiling
Dying
Broken endings
Tears beneath the surface
Life is now based on desires
Anything for a piece of ass
Laughing is no more
Nothing left but the porcelain doll your mother gave you
Nothing but the cancer that your Father has
Nothing but the screaming
And yelling
And nightmares
That you have had since GOD knows when
Nothing but memories
And dreams-
Big dreams
And memories
Love was
Not is
We’ll get used to it some day