Beauty

Beauty you stand alone,

Isolated and exposed

On the pedestal humanity raised you onto

Yet they remain blind to how much more you are

Your potential

Not just beauty in that which is pleasing to look at,

But all beauty

That terrible beauty which crawls under our skin

And whispers furtively to us at night

Pain is easier to express

But beauty is difficult

Because it stands to defy our condition

Whatever it is that is

We resist to call it beauty

We merely look

Yet yearn to submerge

The misconception that beauty

Is to be admired

Not to consume and become,

A game, folly for fools with no regard,

Leave beauty to them and

Concentrate on more serious matters

Beauty are you lonely?

Or do you find company in the gazes of many?

Solace in separation?

A unity with all because they think you are untouchable