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The beauty of it etches in me scaring my newly fragile flesh,
How can anything be so beautiful but yet it's nothing?
I bore my eyes to it's core trying to figure out this rather complex question before me.
Ignored it has been but yet it is something.

The stars shine but are gradually dying off as it is never eternal,
the light it has captures my thoughts as it reveals my deepest desires,
I'll reach out trying to grab it without thinking but as I'm so far off,
The cries of the voices intertwine themselves in me with beautiful lies.

How can something so beautiful be something so far off I cannot reach?
I think douptfully, I don't desvere such bliss that has captured my attention.
Amazing is a word well known that has been spoken to me but I find it no meaning.
Can someone please know me?
Can someone please realize what disasters I have come to cause for myself?
Can someone tell me everything will be okay but not lie convincingly to me?




Can someone love me for the beauty I shallowly cover to an enclosure so nobody can grasp what I have hidden within myself?