WHAT LIES BENEATH YOUR BEAUTIFUL

A soul lost in the deluge of time and tide.
Wandering in a daze of unanswered questions. Too many and far more complex to make sense of.
Where did that simplistic, uncomplicated existence lose itself in it`s entirety?
Replaced by abandonment and delusion of lies. The sins of the father create fall out for the children of his past. Their future safekeeping of family tattered and torn.

Where do you go to my lovely when you`re alone in your bed?
I dream of lottery wins to free myself of financial beholding.
Material bricks and mortar under threat of disappearance. A safe house no longer enveloping me in it`s security. My rock of ages not cleft for me or mine any longer.

What really does lie beneath my beautiful? People give me wealth of compliment all the time. A gorgeous lady with warmth, strength, grace and the most amazing smile of laughter. Yet inside I am dying of future.
A scary journey to take involving bereavement. A darling mother soon to be lost of this world. A matriarch who drove me to distraction in life. Will I cope with the emotive implications of guilt, in the fall out of deaths door?

My Knight on a white charger has left the building to allow me a chance to seek out a Darker Knight. Will I slumber forever in indigo darkness of wanton longing?
A dragon of regal stance appears and breathes fire of mirth, joy and dance. So why do I not embrace this opportunity?
Faint heart lives for yet another moment of raw passion. That special kiss to outlast all others thereafter, lingers deep within my soul.
How will I ever unchain the silks that bind me to love another as purely, madly, deeply as was of our time, that passed in the blink of an eye.

The walls are way too high for climbing up my ivory tower. Built to perfection, awaiting possibility of future, when a strong brave heart clasps the gentleness of hand, allowing fair maiden to free fall out of the shadows and into the blinding light of sparkle once more.

Faith will be my fortune of restoration. I choose to believe the same, for without it`s fortitude my beautiful will forever lay buried beneath the ashes of tragedy.