Emotions are used as a prompt,
another way to play with hearts.
Do what you must to get your way,
chase away love before it strays.
Self sabotage when things go well,
find comforts within your thick shell.
Complain that kindness is a joke,
made up of mirrors laced with smoke.
Deep connections brought gifts of stings,
the coldest winters covet spring.
Great fear of loss force thoughts to sway,
relationships fall were tears lay.
Hardships could come for greater steps,
to move forward never expect.
Try to give joy another chance,
lessons are learned to then enhance.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy