Snowflakes fall
from the sky
a maelstrom of magnificence
your indigo eyes can not see
the anger inside
the force of the beauty
because in that beauty lies strength
strength gained from the pain
that lies beneath this hallowed ground
strength gained from your incessant ignorance
of what lies behind
these crystal hazel eyes
shattered glass and broken things
are just a metaphor of what I've seen
you can not compare
on the outside I may not be
the most beautiful thing you've seen
scars all over
novels of stress
of stress and pain
a pain so endearing
to make one cry
cry themselves to sleep tonight
you can not see the beauty inside
formed from an ugly world
the tears never shed
until right now
emotions bottled up inside
come pouring out
pouring like the paint you see
dripping down mixed with turpentine
the emotions she tried to hide
now coming out
from behind these walls
used to hold in the pain
are busted now, can't you see
they fake the laughter most of the time
we all must act pretty well
the snowflakes that fall
those cold winter days
remind me of the beauty inside
a beauty that you will never see
the guilty and vain will forever be
nothing but ugly on the inside
you must be blind for everything has beauty inside
frost tipped air
snips of grass poke out now
the spring time it comes
but the beauty is still there.
