Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2013
I stare at those Eyes,
Watching them Die,
Stare at them Helplessly,
Watching them Cry.

I look Deeper,
Behind those Dark Eyes,
To see a Story,
Covered by a smiling Lie.

I walk through the Memories,
That feels less like a Dream,
I walk through the Nightmares,
That is her Reality.

I see a Girl,
In her Mother's Lap.

Sitting in the Dark,
Afraid of what'll come next.


Another memory,
Replacing the last,
Seeing a Girl,
Trying to out run her Past.

Scars on her Wrist,
Bruises on her Back.

Heart of Stone,
With Ice Cold Blood.

Crying in the Corner,
Alone in the Dark.

A Bitter Corpse,
Created by Heart.


I stare at those Eyes,
Watching them Slowly Die,
Stare at them Helplessly,
Watching them Cry.

I look Deeper.
Into those Blue Eyes,
To feel an Ocean,
Of a Melancholy Life.

Waves of Fear,
Ice of Guilt.

Thunder of Tears,
Tides of Sorrow.

Seas of Anger,
Storms of Pain.

Sighs of Lost Trust,
A Girl in Vain.


I stare at those Eyes,
Watching them Cry.
I seize a Moment,
To Close My Eyes.

I Grab Hold of Her,
And Hold her Tight,
Feeling her body shake from the Chaos,
That is Tormenting her Inside...
Clovina
Written by
Clovina  19/California
(19/California)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems