when the beauty turned into a beast

no more words of wisdom
no more acts of rationality
when all are words of annoyance
when actions are full of jealousy

i am a beast.

when the beauty is a saint
it creates a perfect scene.

when the saint is full of sins
a perfect scene sink.


behind you, silhouette of discontentment and envy.
because both of you and the beauty know the truth.

the beauty gets bitchy
is because of you.



beauty & the beast,
nfhms.

nightmare.

waking up and sweating, is not my favourite.
starts my day with a fear. i dislike this.

okay.
i am tired.
sick of playing with these nightmares.

i did wash my feet before i sleep.
i did pray before i close my eyes.

why did it keep haunting my nights?
oh, stop disturbing my beauty sleep.

nightmare.
nightmare.
nightmare.

i am tired.
have some mercy please..



sleepyhead,
nfhms.