Ugly and wretched horrible is my soul

What is wrong what is right

It's so hard to know.

The blackness inside me manifest
Externally

My body just as hideous terrible for anyone to see.

Wearing a mask that grows heavier every day
Disgusted at my reflection come what may.

No empathy from the devil I cry out for divine intervention

Do the Angels Bring my message
Am I worth a mention?

Beauty may have escaped me
I'll continue to don my mask

To suffer this way in life
May well be my task.


- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone