Those who appear beautiful on the outside Are blessed because to others that means That their beauty reflects the person that they are on the inside- A warm smile reflects a warm heart, and One can envision true love looking through the person’s eyes- We believe that inner loveliness shines through.
I recall somebody who wore such a smile, and Had that winning sparkle in her eyes- Her hair was golden and I believed she Had opened the door to her heart to let me inside. When she held my hand I felt safe and it was a new rebirth Her warm embrace I believed was speaking of Her love toward me-I felt as if I was in another world.
The dark curtain dropped before my eyes The day she ridiculed the pain I felt, Laughed when I wept and Rain fell upon the pathway as I followed in her footsteps- I was slipping on water turning to ice, and falling- And when I told her that I wanted to end my life She lashed out and, she set my spirit on fire, That smile she had always worn, that was the smile that had lied to me.
It has been said that “beauty is skin deep” she was an angel in disguise Awestricken I wondered How could a person who appeared saintly and With a voice reflecting a soul replete with devotion Be so cruel and own the soul of a demon inside? Years have passed and I have locked the door to my life to shut her out- Hoping to never meet face to face with her again- As years passed I have grown and now I know That behind a magnificent sunset can be dark clouds of a storm approaching- And I shall never trust my instincts again
The loveliest appearing person alive I shall not believe in- Their infidelity that doesn’t appear can be hidden beneath a blanket of depravity. Never have faith; never trust I say – when I look into somebody’s eyes I shall look more deeply and look with care for what makes that smile seem real I was only a child when I knew her- From a heart that has not yet healed from the pain inflicted, though years have passed- I say true beauty is more than what appears “skin deep” And a broad smile and a gentle voice can lie, and be a dark curtain in itself.