Eyes peer with guilt; beneath a tulle-net veil
her peevishness; steeped in silken black...
A lot of the time
people don't care if they hurt you...
Though we know sight is right
A yearning resides...
It's the ones that have the deepest scars
That have the purest and caring hearts...
Dark eyes see more rainbows
than crystal blues can touch...
How can you hold me with those same hands
That do stain my skin with fresh bruises...
I hide my tears from this cruel World
All this crisp pain inside my heart...
The parks seem empty, devoid of sound.... Hardly a...
The stars dance in the night sky
twinkles of light cast down to earth...
This is not a spark from any fire,
It is not a play or a devious trick of light...
Rest your weary mind now
Allow everything to go...
I walk along a path; alone
with only my shadow...