Isolated

Eye of the Storm

My eyes are just rain clouds disguised as irises
My lashes as black as the storm in my mind
The more you think the more you blink
Blinking too fast can cause some rain.
Don't ponder those thoughts for too long.
Lightning flashes behind my glasses but I tell them "I'm alright."
That's why it's better to cry at night
No one is there to ask why
No one is there to hug you
I console my own mind with the idea
It gets better.
I watch my past as it is projected on the inside of my eyelids.
Thunder crashes
They start to drop.
One, Two, Three
Can I ever be free from these thoughts that haunt me?
The things done to me and the pain that melts the skin off my face, from the acid rain falling down my cheeks.