Pure Beauty

Pure Beauty

Life never ceases to exist.
As it fades away in me, it starts anew in beautiful things.
I am just a glancing eye
appreciating beauty I once overlooked,
A broken dream
crying out in the foolish pride of not wanting to change.
With every day there is a new dawn in the sky
looking down on this web of a world
that's pieced together through irony...
The same thoughts, emotions, and ideas
floating through everyone at different times
and changing into creativity and the new
depending on how their minds twist them,
And the realization that these things all exist
is knowing pure beauty.