The Beautiful Face of Ruin

It’s the ideal Dream that leaves us lonely
It fills our thoughts and swarms the gates
Ravages our soul and burns our eyes to tears
We are but fools at heart

When Perfection walks
It leaves us cold with its piercing glare
A locked gaze with no reaction
Just empty violent eyes

You pass by the scene
As a soul defiled
Looking back from time to time
To where your breath was caught and your heart lays still

But my sweet
Regretfully you are mistaken
Never look back in the face of Arrogance
It is a thing of ruin

Such convincing features
And commanding gestures
Mask truth beneath the beauty
Such curving lips disguise a grin of daggers

Be careful when your wildest dreams
Are but feigned Integrity
They are merely a brilliant ruse
Only meant to trip you upon their mischievous path

It’s the lost presence farther on
Meandering at the bridge
Who will cross with you
All flesh blood and smiles

Watch closely this one
For they are truly meant to embrace
In an instant you will feel their radiance
Instead of haunting Lies