The wreckage in review
Where left was
Heaps of promises
Eternity bound
Masks of
Love, clowning around
Waiting
To tear down the big top
Exit town.
A seam
No needle could stitch
Together, once ripped
As stuffing fell out
Like useless words
Onto an empty page
Where they shall remain
Blank as hearts.
Innocence removed
Trust unglued
Sneak around viewed
Kicked off the path
It’s finally through.
Good luck to
The next fool
You school.
Ignited 