Not Towards-Mine
Two wasted long years of shedding some tears,
Keeping the smile locked for faces who knows this...
Covering inner most pain of this pompous heart,
Pretending it’s fine, but it’s crashed and you are blind...
Mending this broken heart would require much time,
Like an oil spill in the ocean that kills fishes of any kind...
My heart is poisoned, and it’s like my death is so near,
And I hardly see the light that is keeping me clear…
I know my abode requires a big space,
For me to run and hide, to roll and crawl, to shout and howl...
And to release the mega vibes, that is killing me inside,
... It's whenever I see your face, and your eyes stares...
... but not towards… mine…
Copyright © Eiza Evangelista | Year Posted 2017
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