rose colored means of senselessness

A Poem by Scarlet Love

ohmy gowd..i wrote this for a friend who wanted to show some of my work to his teacher...i think it tuned out way past my expectation though...

What does lie ahead from here?
When not a soul can tell
What shall we do
To keep ourselves
In one place at one time.
Love is like the future,
For we’ll never see ahead.
Because Love is a liar my dear
Don’t believe its senselessness.
Or you shall die a fool, just like all the rest
Showered in the color rose for evrey day of your life
And sadly put to rest
For the loss of another means of senselessness.