In Beauty's eyes, I reside. In gentle arms, she holds me, Shielding my eyes from the ugliness Of the world that lies all around me.
I'm nothing, Nobody, Just a ghost, A whisper Of a distant memory From long ago.
Yet still she protects me Teaching me, guiding me Through harsh reality As we walk through the darkness Of eternal night.
I am grim, Dark and foreboding. My landscape is lifeless, Desolate and grey, Yet Beauty shines In all her glory, Bringing magic To this brand new day, As tender hands guide me Through storm-filled dreams, Teaching me, protecting me From night's lonely silence.
I am grim, Desolate and bare, Filled with the darkness Of distant memories - yet I am Beauty, I am she Who brings light To the darkest of dreams.