A Recollection Of The Heart

Haunted

I hope you see the screams of my soul

In the sepia depths of my eyes

I hope every look into my eyes

causes you to be spellbound and transfixed in place

Do you see the legends of the broken girl come to life in the flex of my irises?

The legend says she was so shattered

she found the only piece that didn't cut her

and breathed it into life

Now her eyes are forever haunted by the pieces she never put back

The pieces that would kill her if she dared picking them up.

What a life to live only possessing a piece of yourself.

So I hope you see the lurking fears of the past in my eyes

and use caution when you approach.

I'm haunted...