Love Poem: Sad But True

Sad But True

Sad but true. When we all fall down who will catch you? 
 Count the days and praise the one who always prays. 
 The sun is coming down on us hard 
tonight.  
When she finally dies her blood will paint the sky with the color called night.  
Small pin holes called stars shine through the black blanket of blood. 
 Pain"t" is just a dirty cover up with Tea added to the mud.  
Take the "T" away and all you have left of this cover up is PAIN!  
The secret you conceal in your heart keeps your brain from being sain.  
Add the secret Tea to this with all of your kindness and a Sain"t" will be forever in 
your heart.    
In order to finally finish this life with peace, you have to know were to start!!