No Longer Beautiful (a Poem)

I'm tired of beauty

I'm tired of its hate

I'm tired of its false affections

I'm tired of its flawed perfection

I'm tired of its desire for adoration

I'm tired of all its corruption

I'm tired of its transient glory

I'm tired of its ransomed flattery

I'm tired of its deception

I'm tired of its schemes

I'm tired of its nightmares

I'm tired of its dying dreams

Beauty, when turned into a prize

turns into a masked prostitution

and a poison to the eyes

That's why I'm tired

Deceived but now has learned

For it wasn't beauty after all.

-apG

Soli Deo Gloria!