eyes the keys to what i find
hidden in cages of their mind
colored pools empty
souls no longer free
your smile deceives
i see the stain your tear leaves
pools of desolation
empty of affection
prisoner in your own head
eyelids bars of lead
eyes sightless
though vision is flawless
you matter
it's not an empty flatter
someone loves you
you should love you too
YOU ARE READING
Cringe Poetry
PoetryRoses are red I'm dead.. inside... (All rights go to the artist behind that beautiful drawing in my cover)
