Constellations Of The Mind

Her Eyes

She's dangerously cold,

Darkly hollow,

Every step that she takes leaves a depressive shadow.

She'll tear you apart.

Don't look into her eyes;

They're filthy,

Filled with lies.

But how do you know

What cowers behind the sickly shades in her eyes

If you haven't looked?

Because really

She's cold because she's alone,

Hallow because she was left with nothing,

The shadows she casts are screaming for someone to care.

She won't tear you apart

Because she knows how it feels to be torn in two.

And her eyes?

The only thing they're full of are the tears she cries.