bellablues

they saw my talent, they expected more 
          so they peeled my skin off a bit to have more
          but they were never satisfied 
          so they did it again to have more
          
          until I don't recognize myself 
          they called me as a monster 
          with skin peeled, hideous wasn't it?
          what's more do you need from me,
          until I'm nothing but ashes. 
          
          

bellablues

In the end of time of the golden glow,
          An exhausted expression written on my face, 
          After a while of hardship earn by an embrace of a soothing worth.  
          
          As the flowing grace from the northern skies of evening, 
          Enters the wooden door of my home, 
          Prepare a warm refreshment to remember
          A new morning of better flow of the rain.
          
          —ravenwynn