Beast and Beauty

Beast and beauty are bound in you,
Created by both - you will find that it’s true.

At times they may escape into words and actions,
You remain their fatal attraction.

No matter how far you may have traveled,
Your slumber often unraveled,
Taking over your mind but not your heart,
For it is there that you must start.

The place that belongs only to you,
And where you'll find rest and remain true

Are we not beautiful in the winter?
When our leaves have been shed,
And are left with just a splinter?

Why must we say and do what is not felt,
And close our eyes to the cards that have been dealt?

Do we cover a dead tree with silk?
And pretend that it's alive while it wilts?

Understand from where you came,
And react to what’s inside the same.

Beauty and beast forever inside,
And although you think you may hide,

They plunge thru without regret,
But their actions we soon forget.

In our hearts we know the truth,
And lose the need for proof,
Of whom we are and what we will be,
It’s what is inside that others must see.