The Frozen SmileThe frozen smile, carved on a face so woodenThe Frozen Smile by ~RapidDisillusion
A reflection of the soul within
Blackened, tainted from the internal poison.
A despondent flower, long since severed from the life machine
Dew drops of life remain, clutching to a thread of hope
Snow cannot freeze her, the numbness within is sufficient,
So that no considerable warmth can thaw her heart that beats apathetically,
Lacklustre and worn after all the years.
Her eyes project no warmth, now circles of masked despair and desolation
Just cold, aloof black that sheds no evidence of her misery
No polish can shine the worn edges
Of the uncouth, of the frayed being within
The beast rears its head and strikes
As she continues to stray into the dark abyss
Where the shadows welcome the anguish and suffering
And feed off the essence of her being until
There is null, void, zero.
This is the place where the light is scarce, where the tunnel has no end
While the colour of the universe dissolves into
A monotonous greyscale of sorrow and dispirit