"A Dark Faery Tale" #7: Beauty and Beast"
A beauty and a beast,
As one their hearts did beat.
Until that fatal night,
They did meet their plight.
A girl who can not love,
despite the beast's dire disbelief,
can not save him from this curse.
The rose will admit defeat.
A bit more each day,
slowly it dies,
and with it goes the end,
of the beast's human life.
But Beauty was cursed now, too,
though she did not know,
unless she could learn to love,
and cause the rose to grow.
Years of distrust,
just made it too hard,
so Beauty had cut out
her very own heart.
Unaware that
she would not face death,
but that she would still live,
after taking her last breath.
Because of a coward's decision,
and a selfish deed,
denied her love,
he remains a beast.
As her body turns
pale and cold,
the last petal
falls from the rose.
She would remain alive,
empty inside and hollow,
a ghost in a shell,
full of rage and sorrow.
A beauty and a beast,
Their hearts no longer beat.
Forever cursed. Forever Broken.
True love was the token...
...that would have set them free.
© 2011 Beautiful Garbage