Beauty of A Heart Blacked

Beauty of A Heart Blacked

Brown Eyes pierced deep with beauty

Yellow skin glowing bronze.

Red, fiery hair is a chaos of curls into the wind

Smile upon these lips so devious and lovely

Heart blacked never hurt with pain, but

Content with contentment.

I have no friends here, yet

I am not lonely

I have no love here, yet

I am loved

Heart blacked never fills with hate, but

Cursed with resentment.

Why is this black heart so content, yet

Full of resentment?

The life I made was never mine, yet mine all along.

It is full of people I hate to love and love to hate

Heart blacked never needing it, but

Always having it.

Brown eyes pierced deep into beauty

Yellow skin glowing bronze

Red, fiery hair is a chaos of curls into the wind

Smile upon these lips so devious and lovely

Curved body scratched and marked, yet adored

Heart blacked with resenting contentment of my future form.

By:

Zenita Moody