You say that the exterior is beautiful
But the thoughts that run deep
Are darker the the midnight sky
The soul long gone
Fleeting with the sun
Remorse a distant feeling
The light that once shined in the eyes
Has long since set
The beautiful façade
Slowly fades
The true colors
Darker than the darkest night
Swirl and brew
Like a silent storm.
The beautiful exterior
Hides so much
So, I urge you
Place the façade back
Forget what you saw
And go back to believing
That the exterior is beautiful
And isn't tainted with thoughts darker than the midnight sky
And that the soul remained in tack
And remorse is a feeling still felt.
Try to remember the light that once graced the eyes
Of the body you've deemed beautiful.
Try to forget the silent storm brewing
And enjoy the calm before the storm.
