silly us

white lies

deep cuts

silly jokes

at my expenses


white floors 

covered with misguided footsteps

silly us

never reaching for breaks

broken promises

healed with kisses


white was all

we ever wanted

silly reds

were what we have gotten

broken walls 

nowhere to hide

neverending fights

on everlasting shattered glass

  • Author: mary.soft (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 24th, 2022 13:20
  • Category: Sad
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  • Bella Shepard

    The juxtaposition of the color white with hurtful experiences is so very clever, and adds a wonderful dimension to this poem. Beautifully penned dear poetess.

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