Beauty.
Beauty comes in all shapes and sizes.
The nature in beauty just cannot be described in simple words.
But what hides under all the beauty?
If only people would see, how the beauty covers up for their barely seen eyebags, the pain in their eyes, the so called natural beauty without a smile on their face in a picture or painting, or an Instagram post.
isn't it oh, so amazing how beauty can hide all of the pain a human being could be feeling at the very right now moment?
It's always the compliments, the
"oh my gosh you're so pretty!"
Or the
"You're such a cutie"
Cuz they all see and hear the same.
And what can you say?
"Thanks."
"You're so sweet"
Or giving them only a compliment back, to not say anything about the pain.
The pain that you're suffering which feels so, so alone.
And that's just how much beauty is powerful, invincible, helping you hide your every little trouble, your pain, and your suffering.
Beauty is Pain.
And Pain is Beauty.
Because that's what Beauty, truly is.
This is a very short little poem, but anygaes,
a heads up,
You can always seek out for help, understanding or just have someone as an ear to listen to your troubles.
You're never alone, don't be afraid to vent or rant about something that you might need to take off your shoulders, head and mind, or heart.
My DMs are also open to slide in if needed.
I love ya and stay safe, take care.
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