Your beauty intoxicates all you encounter, <br />Yet you fail to notice, <br />This is your blunder, <br /> <br />You've had a rough time, <br />Though now it is over, <br />But yet you continue clinging to what is left over, <br /> <br />And in doing this your depression grows deeper, <br />Pulling you apart at the seams, <br />Causing you to unravel and fall to you knees, <br />Pondering desperately: 'How much worse can it be? ' <br /> <br />To ease your mind of your terrible burden, <br />You bargain with Satan (as if he cares) , <br />Giving you a release, in turn for your soul: <br />That you believe tarnished and not worth much at all, <br /> <br />When all of your friends have been with you till now, <br />But here comes the crossroads up ahead, <br />They give you a choice: 'Stand tall or fall down.' <br /> <br />You have your beauty and charm, <br />Your intelligence and grace, <br />Good friends and your health, <br />What more does it take for you?<br /><br />Danielle Arsuaga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blind-47/
