Your Eyes
Tell Stories
About Your
Past Trials
And Tribulations
How The World
Turned Against
You
And All
You Needed
To Be Was
Held
Your Eyes
Have Weights
Around
Your Eyelids
You Haven’t
Slept
In Weeks
Because All
You Seem To Think
About
Is The Way
And The Will
To Capture
Me For The Night
Lost Of Hope
And Dreams
It Becomes Make Believe
And You Snap
Back Into Reality
Although
There’s No
Touching
Seeing
Holding
Or Breath Upon
You
I Am
Nothing
But A Mere Image
So Why
Do I Have
Your Heart?