Fire crackles in blue burning eyes
I used to think them like ice
Little did I know blue fire
was the hottest of them all
The sweetest face hold terrible dreams
But the eyes that told the story
The weariness in them
This was someone who had gone into hell kicking and screaming
Someone who walked out
This wasn't someone who gave up
Those were the eyes of a warrior
A soldier
A messenger
A traveler
And most importantly, a person.
Someone with fire in their veins
A spirit that can not be broken.
Don't forget it's the hottest fire
That lives in those eyes
