Maria Sharon Moemise Poet I do not know?

Mine Eyes

Mine eyes
 
                                                                 By Sharon Moemise
My eyes tell the story of my life
A story so sad, it cuts like a knife
Through life's selfish acceptance
Of pain, hurt and deadly endurance

 I look at the one who looks back
 I see nothing, a dark future so black
I search my inner sanctum, looking out there
Hoping, wishing for anything, anywhere

My eyes tell a story so clear
Of an era, a life  filled with fear
You speak with your voice, and I with my eyes
Herein is where the real truth lies

My eyes...the windows to my soul
Which is nothing but a dark hole
With an entrance and exit to nothingness 
To a life filled with loneliness

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