The Inner Heart in Outer World

The memory had faded as he melted in her eyes
She could sense a little fear crawling up inside
Too afraid to show it, she couldn’t help but cry
Everyday she grew apart never knowing why.
A weeping moan was heard with every line she’s spoken
The words that bounced inside her head had finally been broken
She wanted to remember for a second in a glance
What may be lost forever or might remain its chance
Tried to think much deeper, but words came to a blank
She gazed up at the mirror above the kitchen sink
And all the hopes had faded when her eyes met reflection
She knew it wasn’t love he’s for, the catch is for perfection
The memory grew clearer when moments passed like days
She steped outside to breathe, he molds her into clay
Her thoughts became quite simple “true beauty’s found within!”
Looks don’t last forever, as lust turns into sin.

January 3, 2010


Author: © Алёна Комарова (Alëna S.)

Stories grow old and maybe they're true. You have a story as well as I do. Some may be simple and some may change lives. So why don't you look and see what you'll find. These are the stories inside my mind. Which may be realities of beauty and time. Some maybe stories of other lives. Mysteries painted, not all disguised. Please rate and enjoy my own little blog. Keep your dreams alive and don't forget to look. Honesty's good but don't be too hard of a critic. Say what you'd like 'cause I sure would love to hear it! E S T A B L I S H E D • 2 0 0 9

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