My Eyes
Are my eyes playing tricks on me
Or is everything in front of me what I really see,
I am trying really hard to understand this reality
Is it real or just a crazy fantasy,
I tell myself this just can't be
Have my eyes finally deceived me,
Help me God to hear and feel to set one free
Does these eyes of mine some how agree,
That what lies behind could be the key
To all that unlocks the inner me,
Maybe the whole purpose of this was to see
The truth about the inner me.
Written By: Unique Poetry: 2015
Copyright © Michelle Born | Year Posted 2015
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