Behemoth's seem to weareth white robed apparel these day's
They giveth thee a gaze
And layeth in their own deceit,
Spreading their feet laxed to the hurt they causeth other's....
Monster's hateth light
Even one another.....
Yet I shalt bypass these fiery trials
Wherein it shalt taketh many miles
But passing through the fire furnace
I shalt be sparkling luminescent on the other side
I feeleth high from
This happiness that hit's,
For those that hit and miss
Sorry for thy loss
But mine soul's a glimmer
Of what thy jealousy hast lost....
I am being raised
To the cumulus elixer
Feeling good now
I'm free to go forward....

Man canst waiteth to get out of his prison cage
Meaning his body

Angels haveth the same attribute as human's
They both cryeth....

Why has physical beauty become the main focus, when it is the soul that matters most ?

Why am I expected to paint a perfect outer, when my inner is my finest work ?

The thing about the physical is, it has no guarantee, but the soul will forever bloom like freshly grown flowers the older it gets.

Beauty is not your make-up.
Beauty is not your fake eye-lashes.
Beauty is not your fake nails.

Beauty is the flowers that you water on the inside with your love and compassion, soiled by the personality that is genuine to your identity.

I wonder if they thought I would ever care
Sometimes emotionally dormant,
I live my life like a mannequin
Still in every way...
I wonder if he thought of me or only himself
I wonder if she knew how I would feel
I've made my mistakes and now I'll make a few more...
Try to be okay
Try to be okay
I deserve myself, I served me well
I miss my friends, the ones I would die for
I desire no revenge, I'll dig no graves
All is fair in love and war and
Try to be okay
...so the mind was made for torture
Back track. Remember. Stop. Time pass quickly.
Tears run down the cheeks of the sky,
Grazed by the anguish of the sun
If I could go back in time I wouldn't change you,
I'd change my mind.

I'm weak and can't love what has ruined me
...and can't hate what has all but made me
My mind is sick I made it so
Through lies and misplaced trust I have lost myself
I miss myself, how I used to be
The ones I care for just don't see
I found a love I can not keep
When you realise what I am
You might begin to understand
I'm lonely and sad in the company of the man I think I am
The ability to make people feel how you want dies with time the more you use it
When your emotions fade and you no longer believe in what you say
They see straight through you
People see lies as much as hear them
I am my own worst enemy
I hate myself for my strengths as well as my weaknesses
None of you feel like friends right now
Some of you betrayed me
Even let me down... You could've put your **** in anything.
Yet twice you you took a piece of my puzzle
Singed the edges and deformed its curves
And now it can never be complete
I think that's my fault
Somewhere down the line I let someone down again

Even though he's a realist who seeketh real amour,
He's just happy and content for his friend
Who lives in her dreams...
For if he knoweth his friend is happy in her dream's,
That's all that matters to him
Her happiness!!!!