Assumptions

painless perceptions and uncomplicated ways
Seem to rip apart the immortal and unfading days
Conceptualizing vivid illustrations of those memories
That were never true but were just soul calamities
She stood impotent,sauntering in her own world
Hoping to unsnarl the intricate sphere
Crisp ,numbing nights were the canvas
To which assumptions were painted
Yet there were more to come with the same soreness
She continued to a journey she didn't know of but was familiar with it's euphony
That was nothing but just travesty
The reality seemed hideous
Less bitter than those assumptions
Yet she believed
Something that she didn't know of but was familiar with it's melody