Sometime long ago my soul died
but my body kept on for years
not ever meant for paradise
deserving of nothing but tears
Staring back one who lost the fight
I'll always be dark in my eyes
I see everyday in the mirror
nearly dead looks full of austere
I immerse in dark eyes of hurt
faded beauty dulled from depress
eyes devoid of sincere returns
warmth dwindles lingers of hopeless
Drear eyes I cannot stand to see
when these eyes once held a deep soul
just one glance sends me to the beer
but need to wait complete the whole
The eyes I study are missing
missing pieces to continue
life's freckles disappearing
experiences no longer new
Reflecting on eyes never met
adding back the evil I left
taking parts needed for life's test
swindle my heart from its own nest
5/25/13
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PoetryI live with a mathematical, logical mind, but tend to be immersed in emotion. The imbalance can both prosper and hinder me. with love, b 1987-until then...