Looking Into Hollow Eyes

Lost years echo through the silence reflections shimmer on yesterday's dark days words float like dead leaves down drains of honey-covered tongues dripping from hollow eyes of passion exposed as a cure time rushes into small rooms of expectations lives entwine in a dance of convenience stripping away souls to forget crippled emotions that lay hungry and starved in dark pits of loneliness pain flows down its walls of anguish leaving pools of nightmares that ripples over covered eyes creating cocoons that hang on the eyelids of time exposed to colder winds of tomorrow hoping to survive unrestrained to wait and die another death from a faceless form whose eyes are never satisfied wearing exhausted smiles paid for by a lonely soul craving to be loved 1/29/18