Don't look over here;
Don't look at me
Because I'm positive
You won't like what you see
This heart is cold; it's
Long since iced over.
There's nothing you can do
To replace my lost lover.
I'm nothing but ugly
From the outside in.
You think it's over
When it's about to begin.
I've lost all of my hope,
That's to say the least.
There's no Beauty here-
There's only The Beast.
YOU ARE READING
Only The Beast
PoetrySo, I wrote this poem while I was being an insomniac. Enjoy it or whatever.