Your face - it's so beautiful
Yet I cannot bear to look
For I fear that I may see
In it, my own reflection
I ask you - please, turn away
I beg of you - just do it
My minds consumed by terror
A nightmare lies between us
You're asking me - I know it
To share our lives together
Have you never read the quote
Yes - l'enfer, c'est les autres
Don't you know that I'll fail you
I'll see your disappointment
And then your eyes will harden
I'll suffer for your judgement
So go on take your beauty
Beauty that I cannot face
For I fear that I may see
In you, my own reflection.
"So this is hell. I'd never have believed it. You remember all we were told about the torture-chambers, the fire and brimstone, the 'burning marl.' Old wives' tales! There's no need for red-hot pokers. Hell is - other people!" Jean-Paul Sartre, No Exit.
Dec 22, 2016
Dec 22, 2016 at 2:00 PM UTC
Your face - it's so beautiful
Yet I cannot bear to look
For I fear that I may see
In it, my own reflection
I ask you - please, turn away
I beg of you - just do it
My minds consumed by terror
A nightmare lies between us
You're asking me - I know it
To share our lives together
Have you never read the quote
Yes - l'enfer, c'est les autres
Don't you know that I'll fail you
I'll see your disappointment
And then your eyes will harden
I'll suffer for your judgement
So go on take your beauty
Beauty that I cannot face
For I fear that I may see
In you, my own reflection.
"So this is hell. I'd never have believed it. You remember all we were told about the torture-chambers, the fire and brimstone, the 'burning marl.' Old wives' tales! There's no need for red-hot pokers. Hell is - other people!" Jean-Paul Sartre, No Exit.
