Once love struck, now plainly dumb struck.

Beating a broken fist against stars burning brightly in a midnight sky far away. Baffled by humanity, obscure tears crease fair-skinned cheeks.
The why's, the who's offer a fully drawn kick to mingled thoughts of past failures, digging their way out from under graves of what seems to be lifetimes past and long forgotten.
Walking barefoot for miles in place, fleshy souls crack and bleed without comfort for the journey that seems to come to no end.

Once fallen for, now simply falling down; stumbling over self-taught untruths.

Confusion finds its place among facts of whimsy, as words no longer hold meaning in reference to the actions previously transpired upon this dancefloor of a heart.
A gluttoneous mastication of lies forcibly fed by empty blue-eyed bombshells, served on tarnished trays of gold.
Ghastly faces beg the caress of its mangled hand, beg to be clawed at by its unkept nails.

Once wholehearted, now pathetically half-truthed.

False are these promises made upon a forged seal, noted by a bribed official.
No words ring clearer than your own.
No truths are more painfully broken than those spoken by a bleeding heart...