Poetry

The new days seem bright.

Little did I know that they

Just a disguise.

They hide all the bitter things

That winter tends to bring here.

She came sweeping in

And they called her Love Dove.

Her job was what she called a win.

And yet all she could ever think of

Was how much trouble she might be in.

So as she flew up above

She was forced to put on a grin.

As she came down to help people fall in love,

She stopped and felt broken within.

He yelled out “Hello!”

“Welcome to our show.”

He smiled wide

And was ready to provide.

“We have for you tonight,

The most amazing fright!”

I lay in bed feeling tired.

I just want this entire day to be done.

Part of me just was waiting to be inspired

But I already felt that the devil had won.