Sunshine

She smiled like the sun, warm and bright-

Ushering her brightness all around her; like the winter sunlight…

Many would give their hearts to her, for she was beautiful,

But she was pretty, too pretty, in fact, to fall for them-

Someone misinterpreted her to be egoistic;

Made her the cause for him being pessimistic…

Spewed acid all over her face,

Beauty that once was, now lay all in waste;

A few months in the white room could not repair her beauty lest her resilience…

She hated herself, could take no more,

Beautiful thoughts metamorphosing into gore,

The following morn’ people found her dead, with the body intact but her face cut;

Her warm smile forever shuts.

She smiled like the sun, warm and bright-

Ushering her brightness all around her; like an ever-spreading light…