Cold -empty eyes, they stare right back, wary
Untold stories they try to bury
Moments of clarity, yet so blurry
They hold on to darkness, not so dearly
They've lost inspiration for yet they search,
They look on the outside, for a temple or church
The eyes of fear hold truth that they deny
They're scared to look on the inside, they cry
But tears so tasteless, they feel like a lie
They've captured the darkness, spectacularly
Yet they're trapped in, rather tragically
Uncertainty has basked them
All day they just complain
They're falling deeper into oblivion,
they reach out but hold back
The light seems to fade in the black of the eye
But they look on for something, eyes of fear refuse to die..
