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.
fauxcroft 