• I watch her there,
    beauty beyond comprehension.
    A smile on my face,
    for she is mine.
    But beneath the beauty,
    I see a pain i cannot lessen.
    A past that haunts her,
    unable to let go.
    My want to help,
    to get her to see the love I cannot seem to show.
    The urge to make the haunting stop,
    to make her past something she will no longer have to bear alone.
    I watch her there,
    beauty beyond comprehension.
    Beauty shown in vain..
    Beauty shown...... To hide the pain...