Weeping Eyes

Oh my weeping eyes
All those promised ties
You’ll never get calm
But flooded under cries
Words are sacred
Words are like a free bird
Knee in front of me
You’ll always carry me in you
Worlds is the realm of lies
No one’s intact
I’m done
I don’t know how to react
When you hear some words
You want this body dies
I wish I were somewhere else
A wild horse in a painting
Not this burden of being.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Herrick Avatar
August 9, 2019 at 1:42 AM
Straight arrow. Twang! Nice work.
Ilka Avatar
August 9, 2019 at 4:52 AM
Thanks
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