Elegant Disaster

I've begun to break out of my writers block thanks to a wonderful friend.

Sitting in a corner
Alone and in her room
She fights a silent battle
One she will always lose.

By day she wears a mask
So solid it must be true
Fooling delicate angels
Hiding from them the truth.

At night a demon emerges
Feeding such beautiful lies
Placing ice around her throat
And darkness before her eyes.

So time, you see, is slipping
She falls further as we speak
Within a beloved monster
That has always made her weak.

So open your eyes my darlings
To a world you don't want to see
As she slowly melts away
And forever ceases to be.

Author's Note

It's been a while! All comments and advice are more than welcome!

Reviews

[Wildecat]

Haven't read anything of yours before but I don't think you've lost your touch. Nice write.