CourtneyElizaDiena

She searched , with bandaged hands and burned arms for the warmth of a soul in the caked faces of false men. She searched , with filthy hands and blind eyes for joys of life in the graves of those who knew only its tragedies. She searched , with livid hands and false smiles for the beauty of reality in the shadows smeared upon her walls and in the moonlight glaring down upon her. She searched with manicured hands and lyrical words for gods in the approval and recognition of men. She searched until she finally found but the very things for which she searched searched in her and found nothing, but two hands with blind eyes burned arms f