The Creature Deep Inside
Beautiful
A shell of happiness and love
But only those with searching eyes
Can see the creature deep inside
Hideous
Living in the filth of it's own sorrow
Battered and alone
Afraid of life outside the shell
It's bloody conscience moans
Hides, it does, from knowing eyes
Does the creature deep inside
Searching eyes
Seek to break the shell
Fools they are
For this is no glass cage
A fortress of steel and flesh
Diamond and bone
Ruby and gold
How long has it stood here?
How thick could it be?
No one knows except the mastermind of all
The hideous coward from life
The souless parasitic fiend
No one knows except
The creature deep inside
A shell of happiness and love
But only those with searching eyes
Can see the creature deep inside
Hideous
Living in the filth of it's own sorrow
Battered and alone
Afraid of life outside the shell
It's bloody conscience moans
Hides, it does, from knowing eyes
Does the creature deep inside
Searching eyes
Seek to break the shell
Fools they are
For this is no glass cage
A fortress of steel and flesh
Diamond and bone
Ruby and gold
How long has it stood here?
How thick could it be?
No one knows except the mastermind of all
The hideous coward from life
The souless parasitic fiend
No one knows except
The creature deep inside
1 Comments:
Weirdly enough, that sounds like a poem I wrote once.
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