Can I ask you a question...
What do you see when you look at me behind my eyes, that shows no feelings nor emotions do you see the me, that I am or do you see my trials and tribulations that I had to endure since this relationship.
But yet as you listen to the sound of my voice as it sets, the tone of our subliminal thoughts, as we exchange thoughts. What really do you see of me when you don't understand why I am the way that I am ?
For do you see the steps I had to take just to be able to deal with, the process of the silent suffering through, this transformation of life's love experiences. For what do you see in the mirror reflection of my soul, unveiling the true meaning of what it is meant to be afraid and alone.
Wondering aimlessly and confuse and feeling like a young child, walking alone in the dark who has become blind to the dark of the night amongst the darkness. What do you see when you look into my eyes as you touch my hand, and I slowly begin to pull away from your touch even though.
I want to truly hold your hand close within mine, as I squeeze it so tight afraid to even let it go. What do you see when you touch the deepness of my heart, do you feel the broken pieces shattered like bits and pieces of crystal glass, as some will never truly be able to be repaired to be a beautiful creation.
Because of the fragments tormenting me in the deepness of the night, when the night shadows dance within the subconsciousness of my mind. Ripping my skin and heart into fragments of bits of flesh leaving behind, only faded images of illusions that once was the picture of your profile and face.
