and when he looked into my eyes he saw so much more than the dark brown speckled with burst of pain
He saw so much more than the slight twitch of my nose and quiver in my lips at the wind blowing too strong
He saw into my soul
he saw the symphony of pain and pleading dancing around my capillaries and rushing through my veins
He saw the torture of feeling too much and never being good enough
deep inside my chest and the cage around my heart
Put in place to protect me
Put in places to stop me from loving
For I have loved too hard and I have fallen too deep
And I've been crushed until my brittle bones could only be seen in the ashes of my past flames
And I've been toyed with and strung along like a broke string playing a forgotten chord
he saw the ugly twists and turns of hatred and revenge hidden in the deepest parts of my soul
He saw the ugly snakes darting out when least expected without care for the collateral damage .
He saw it all with only his two hazel eyes.
Yet not once did his flame waver .
Not once did he threaten to flicker out
He burned
And boy did he burn bright
Bright enough to light up both of our hearts
and maybe bright enough to lead me out of the darkness
YOU ARE READING
thoughts on clouds
Poetryjust a random collection of thoughts and feelings. 'learn from this , because if this hurts you its better to learn than forget'
