Beauty is a beast

There are two roads in life ,

the good and the bad

 Light or darkeness ,,

to be happy or to be sad

we think we do but we do not choose

 their games we enter inorder to loose

 the rain falls on us seeds so many

but it only helps those who need help badly

life is this road, this road I continue to walk

I have gone through the actions so I now I talk

I have found a home with the angeles above my head

And befriended the monsters underneath my bed

I have laughed at the lies the mirror hides

 And I have turned  my head to face aside

I have wept, I have murned and I have cried

I have loved the person that made me die

I have given life to those who hate me

I have made myself believe that I am weak

I have been lied to , cheated on and put in danger

I have after all the warnings spoken to the stranger

I have  been stupid enough to repeat my mistakes

I have for popularity had to be fake

I have cried on the shoulders of my best friend

And at times held on to relationships that had been put to an endi have betrayed the trust my heart had in me

And felt its tears fall as I sleep

I have learnt to be cautious with my crippled heart

 It hasseen too many battles to know were to start

I have learnt to miss my life, to miss  the sweet laughters

 To miss the story before this chapter

 To miss my eyes before they saw bliss

Miss my lips before they could kiss

Miss the shoulder I called a helping arm

Sticks and stones will hurt  but words do more harm’

I have become lost in this, in the world of right and wrong

Music with no lyrics , lyrics but no songs

Lost between the two , sane and insane

Lost with moments turned to memories of pain

Dragons of problems , thousands have slain

I remained in my own world of disdain

Roses are red , violets are blue

 Sometimes I wish I had nnever met you

 I have wished I could be done with the hopeless days

Nights of hoping God will make a way

Dreams , fairy tales I  thought ypou were true

But right after this , I will not believe in you

Beat of my heart ,like each day of pity

Its not a monster town , but there are monsters in this city

There are songs that are sang by those with no voices

 We hear a thousand cries b ut no noises

There is a darknesss that looks so much like light

It makes us forget the darkness of the night

There are tears that make us enjoy the cry

 Beauty is this beast , that deserves to die

So with it , we will die  and remember the essence of happy

 There was no good in those goodbyes , that freedom was not free

Our hope was trapped in the world of the hopeless

The voice I have been ignoring , is the one that lives in me

So we will look in the mirror , analyse that face

The scars , the wounds  I ignored all these days

We will rise after a fall and see that there is dust

 We will know the difference between love and lust

One day , someday ,tomorrow today

I will grow and not make the same mistakes

I will heal yet still remember the mark of the scars

I will enjoy this journey with a home so far

 My cells will multiply and the blood will floor

Keys will be found to my host prison doors

I will choose to live and endure this life

And though  problems will not end , I have hope , I will survive