[ repeatitaly asking rhetorical questions, ]

repeatitaly asking rhetorical questions,
 in attempt to throw you off a path of the predictable
and frighten you with its tickling terror
This winding road equals error. It's the right direction
just infected with infections and appalling appeals
the signs illiterate, and the screeching of the car wheels,
another mile driving down lucy love's file
truly loving, truly feeling
and the aftermath of love's carcrash
leaves us left to healing
but the wind becomes soft and pale,
and all of love's memories evaporate in a fairy tale
thoughtfully though, i shake my head and instead,
the tiny tissues of my shaky skin bubble with goose bumps
each tiny lump creating a shiver down my spine,
and perhaps I am blind...
Ever since lucy Love opened her true love door
my million paper shaped hearts began cascading to the floor