I cant quite find the words to
describe your eyes
Or the turbulent storms
inside that you don't hide.
There's hostility thick in the air here.
I bet this silence is worth note
Shoving things in your coat
while I sit on the couch
And I don't mind leaving here today.
Run with me. Far and fast.
To the place where fragility
might maybe last.
Get back.
I cant stand your *******
mirror eyes.
They don't hide the lies or
hope to give rise
To anything.
I just see the broken pieces.