Sunday, February 5, 2012

Vacant Eyes

How can I talk
what does it achieve
laying unwanted -
nowhere to run
left plunging - immersed
in these vacant eyes...
there is no joy -
running far away
deep within
I hide.

Who would notice me
a single sigh.....
a breath
running through the dark
drifting - unattached
in this lifetime
nothing left
pieces on the floor
this part of the movie
far beyond a pause -
is never more


Who are you?

I’m not who.....
I turned out to be.
Well then
unless you let it go -
you’ll never know
because I see the clarity
waiting -
behind your eyes.

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