The sky is dark and grey-
Betrayal at its best
People are not what they are
Friends are in the name
Masks on and smiles too
The rains start.

The colors gone
Literally to bring in winter.
Shades of grey
The heart rejoices
Seeing clarity
In how things are meant to be.

What is seen
Is not always what is there
What’s there is
Mostly not to be seen
Layers of secret
Hidden in smiles.

Betrayal, love, hate
Constant as change
Constant as the seasons
The weak occasional sun
Hope remains, mask removed
Nothing lasts, the colors return.

April 3, 2014 at 1:50pm

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