The ugly truth of this, is that the ugly in you Brings out the beauty in me
Even when I see more flaws then I`d like to see In my person On my body Hidden in my psyche
Within all the pain that summons tears Overflowing rivers And muscles in torrid knots Creating unsolved puzzles laying in waste
Ugly creates beauty And beauty creates the ugly
In this life This way is unclear Will the opaque film dissolve Letting your eyes discover What was once a life and can be again
Pain in its vaingloriousness Infecting crevices never before visited Leaving the insecure empty human to be seen
Where are you?
In this experience Do you still bleed? Cry human tears? Feel warmth when it`s given? And cold when you`re alone with yourself?
In this Do you believe that in the shallow waters Still receding on your souls` shores You can breath in deeply And breath out slowly Releasing who you were With the multitude of self opened wounds And heal Leaving nothing but a scar To remind you In this
We are all human
In this
I still believe
There`s a better soul Just infantile Not ready to walk alone
In this
Self renewal It`ll fall into place For us all
Life Dreams Love
In this Beauty creates ugly Ugly creates the beauty
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Posted: May 2011
About this poem:
Written 5-30-11 after watching Beastly. It has bad reviews but I really sunk my metaphorical fangs into it. We all have good, bad, and things in us we don`t even want to see. Until we actually open those doors, and take on those demons with weapons of mass destruction, can we survive in "This." The pain that we don`t want to deal with, make us bland, and incapable of seeing the beauty in others, and ourselves. Nor does it let us, love.
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