fauxcroft

I became obsessed beauty

I got lost in its perfection,

I knelt at the alter in its temple

I could not breathe without it,

Everything outside of beauty

Became irrelevant to me,

I traveled on a voyage of discovery

To ensure beauty would remain you see,

In my mind and in my eyes forever

Shutting out all things ugly,

Up until the time I could no longer feed

Or quench the need for it within me,

Now nothing seems to satisfy

What I discern as true beauty,

Which has left me now a broken soul

Which has now left me empty,

For my expectations now are far too high

Which is y own fault I cannot lie.