Uttered words may seem a pun 

Carelessly spoken, created a stun

Beneath all what is said and done

Is a heart that breaks asunder

A mortolov cocktail of emotions,

Swings in the air as she breathes

Creating a wild cry in the unknown

Whispering a scream in dark oblivion

The crevasse of solace embraces

Calls out each name in pitch black untruth

Denying true identity, makes all incognito

Composing  a  doubtstorm crescendo

What is there to cling on to?

When candy coated water drops is all there is?

Will the heaven hear the roar of a heart filled with woe?

Will gold-flecked glows amber hope into oblivion?