Tears laced with madness

and hearts bound by red ribbons

to repair the fracture

This is Love's sad end

after a long adventure of roads

that swirl and bend

colors in the mind become pale

and bleed out as the eyes close

when the heart is broken

in love, there is always one liar

and these lies twist and corrupt the mind...

tricking one of them into love

true love only exists in the truest hearts

and the truest hearts only exist on the horizon, the sunsets

it seems as if that perfect soul mate

is always out of reach

so you turn to those who break hearts

because its the closest you'll ever be

to true love

even though you know its just pretend

This is Love's end..

buried 6 feet under the lies

in a dark place of damp coldness and deceit..

too often does love meet defeat

and fall into ashes and dust

never landing on its feet