Her facade was beautiful but the truth of who she was
In the inside was nothing close to beautiful.
But she used her looks to get people to like her but her words
Would burn them up so fast.
They couldn’t prepare themselves for the pain that was so strong
It felt like they were burning alive and no matter if they screamed for help no one ever came.
And as she walked away from the ashes of who they used to be she would smile and start to sing a song, drawing in people to her like moth to flames
At first she seems like a beautiful rose you want to smell and carry with you everywhere you go.
But then her thorns come out and you are being pricked from all sides, no part of you is left without feeling pain.
You try to run away but you hit a wall that wasn’t there a minute ago, trapped like a helpless fly in a window screen.
You start to cry and wish you didn’t think the most beautiful things were the sweetest of all and you want to stop judging a person by looks.
And maybe if you survive her evil torture, you won’t make the same mistake again.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Daily Prompt: Façade