Beauty and The Beast

The glittery Rose shines with mockery,

Giving the Hopeless a glimmer of redemption,

And a sickly taste of need.

Colors of browns and black overshadows the pure reds.

Crisps of what used to be scatter with the wind.

"My time is up." is what You say.

Whether You be Man or a Beast,

No amount of time cancompare my love for You.

Only You can write the destiny that awaits Us.

You may see Yourself as a Monster,

With no strings of Hope left to attach Yourself to me.

I may be a "Beauty" but your MY Beast.

If only You knew,

How much I Love You.