Rip away the flesh that clothes this unclean soul
Raw muscles and veins exposed only to realise, beauty is not only skin deep.
The dying soul that hides behind this flesh, this facade,
Rotten and decaying
I realise it is not some poor soul only to be given my slight sympathy from afar
But my own
Dec 3, 2017
Dec 3, 2017 at 5:36 PM UTC
Rip away the flesh that clothes this unclean soul
Raw muscles and veins exposed only to realise, beauty is not only skin deep.
The dying soul that hides behind this flesh, this facade,
Rotten and decaying
I realise it is not some poor soul only to be given my slight sympathy from afar
But my own
True beauty, may lie in pretty little things, but it also lies in our silent suffering
