Green Eyes
How does it work, this human heart
Aches and pain, stress and stains
Lingering taste that's left is tart
Bitter to the core
It keeps on feeding, always, forever
Something I can't ignore
Changing, reshaping, discolored and hard
Alone and weak it struggles to go on
It appears to be full, but actually starved
Gazing down as the butterflies fly up
Hard to breath, eat or sleep
I never knew this road would be so tough
Now and then I think of them
All those who had a string
All fools they seam, when compared to him
Green eyes gazed into my soul
What will be my fate
Will I ever again gain control
I hoped someone would understand
Someday see who I am
When the morning light hits my face
Hear music in its place
Im still here, and I hope one day
That my ripple will one day reach the pier
Copyright © Sarah Leatherman | Year Posted 2015
|