In the Eyes of a Stranger

In The Eyes of A Stranger Piercing, glancing and forgetful thoughts. Seconds of observation invasive emotions never fought. Unfamiliar eyes only to know nothing of you. Your conversation, your voice, nothing of a sort has changed. Panicked heartbeat ,frantic conclusion, while losing sight of what is and what still stands. This intrusion of trust wrapped in lust, of will and might. Turns out to be just a fight, but for the few that knew, nothingness still remains in this empty place. The eyes of a stranger notices this which is missed in the distance behind those things are choices. Morphing in and out of an endless cycles of danger filled with hate, anger and half trues. Yet, left with this mental block, this shock and awe momentarily mesmerized by this condition. How awful, are these things before you but continue to be blind? Combined with the knowledge at hand sands through the hourglass, where time, has no meaning. Demeaning or your words that are unjust to be heard. Leaning in to search for that meaning, but now knowing just how blurred the vision is. This vision of hope, has no antidote no cure left in these eyes of a stranger insecurities, that are lost and fragile for the future. D'Arrius 10/29/22