@Greatness96 1 October 2020 more from that month

Veiled

Behind the veils of glitz and glamour Half-eaten by the dark Lies a soul in fettered grandeur Decaying in the sack. Tossed to and fro from sin to sin By the happenings of time and chance Battered through thick and thin; A victim of circumstance. Her lines are fallen out of place Hanging loose beneath her reality Beyond the smiles on her pretty face Are those red eyes of agony. Where else can she go away from her plight？ As the world keep racing around She may have to win this fight But her faith is falling to the ground. What can a bisected life suffice？ One smiling; the other crying Death might finally be her price Cos, she's been lying whereas she's dying！