They say the eyes are windows to the soul
but when I look into his
I wish I hadn’t..

it is as dark as night
filled with immense amount of anger and hatred

I tried to search for some lights in his soul
but it wasn’t clear
much like the mist on a gloomy day

the darkness in him
it is getting stronger
it lurks like a shadow
waiting for the perfect time to escape

whispers of the shadows
is the closest of listening he can get

he came to love the darkness
and it looks like he is in too deep to vacate