MONOTONY

Mahogany tresses danced across the face of a troubled angel
Sage was the color of light, and its heat transfixed everyone
Like jewels were his features--brilliant, bold, and sharp
Oh troubled youth, pure love, and demons

There was a truth, a beauty, a bliss
Perhaps it is that which she has missed
Nourishing poison fed her belief
Blindness entertained and kept her safe

Purity's pleasure was corrupt
Ecstasy snatched her conscience
She ran her fingers through the air
Gasping...gasping...gasping

Heat burned her lungs, her heart, her face
Supplemental fever held its place
Time's delay yielding temptation
Severity lost its meaning

Painful wisdom creeps through thoughts
Depth is what consumes her
Flying whispers drawn her head
Monotony...monotony...monotony