How can you say that my eyes are the doorway to my heart and soul?
Of all the times you have looked into my eyes,
You never once saw my pain.
I guess I hid it well because no one saw it.
I guess I acted alright because you didn't feel what I held inside.
Don't blame yourself,
For no one of importance neither saw nor felt the pain I hold inside.
I do not understand how my pain could not succumb you when you looked into my eyes.
I had no reason to hurt myself, for the pain inside was enough for me.
The ice shards inside me cut into my heart and soul.
As I try to scream out for help, I find no one is there to hear my scream.
I am drowning in the sea of my own emotions,
Not a soul there to save me.
But how could they ever save me,
When they have their own sadness that stays with them?
I should not expect much from them,
Though, I crave them.
I crave the touch, the warmth, the breath.
I crave the kiss, so soft and tender.
I crave for those arms that hold me tight,
Even though the soul is not there within those arms.
The heart is there, within those arms,
But the soul is no where to be found.
I am not what those arms lost.
I am much less than what they lost.
For others, the eyes are the gateway to the soul and heart.
For me, the eyes lead down into the black sea of emotion that I drown in.
The thrashing sea inside of me is always there,
Like a shadow, gliding behind me.
No matter how fast I run,
It is still there.
It is still there,
Haunting my every moment in time.
How much longer must I wait,
Until I am saved from my sea of sorrow and emptiness?
