"A Soul That Sees True Beauty Walks Alone"

"A Soul That Sees True Beauty Walks Alone"

not for crying floods of tears,
nor having faced my greatest fears,
I'm like a vase without the flowers,
what I once was this thing devours,

leaving thorns and shardes of glass
from shattered memories of the past
that cut my flesh and line my throat,
alone at sea I lie afloat,

but barely as I'm sinking quickly,
filling up with something sickly,
drowning me, my hope supressed
and filling me with emptyness