True beauty within, layered under sin
With hearts that bleed the truth
when we remove our skin.

Deep inside, he can feel it.
A deficiency of hope lives within him.
It skulks about his heart effortlessly.
He's become all too familiar with the feeling of loneliness.
It hides behind his humble smile.
Although ever present, it will never rob him of his kindness.
Deep inside, he can feel it.
That he may never be whole again.

In my past you will stay,
That is a must.

Whenever I think of you,
I only feel disgust.

It had always been you,
That I should never have trust.