Eyes of Lies,
I must deny.
Everything I've seen
Must be just a dream
.
Eyes of Lies,
And many tries.
Trying to make some sense,
But its nonsense.
.
Eyes of Lies,
Tears and cries,
The grief is unbearable,
The truth unthinkable.
.
For how could it be,
That everything I see,
Isn't just a fantasy,
It's reality.
.
Its true that people once loved are now forgotten,
And families once close are now begotten.
My loved ones passed on,
And now I must move on.
.
Secrets once hidden,
Are told by those unbidden.
Lives come crashing apart,
With reality cruel and without heart.
.
Eyes of Lies,
I cannot deny,
That everything I now see,
Is truly reality.
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Clouds of Thought
PoetryPoetry is beautiful. Poetry isn't always clear. Poetry can be dark, or light, depending how you feel. Poetry derives from people's innermost thoughts and feelings, formed when one is Lost in the Clouds of Thought. Spiritual ~ #37 Poetry ~ #112
