Beauty is the Beast

I’m always ready to finish
To paint this sad world, red.
I can forever tolerate this
Paint a picture on my head.

I’m always done to early
But I’m never done to late
Paint this picture with my blood
let’s see what you create

Picture frame these snapshots
hang them in my heart
watch them drip upon the floor
watch them fall apart

Deteriorating beauty
Magnifying pain
Look at everything you’ve done
Now hang your head in shame.

From flesh, to scarlet, to purple,
Now your face is snowy white
Wrapped in satin bedsheets
Now have a peaceful night