tossed love

not sure where my life takin' me to
i'm half alive human,
half dead gone imbued...
with the color of discolor-darkness on night,
time teaches me many lessons,
but i"m untaught by own life.
and...
with unstable mind,
i keep walkin' down maniac streets
love's being tossed, i see,
like a coin i there spending on commodities.
what heart's now become --
a brothel of loves,
& in the name of it,
what all we witnessing -- "love hurts".