Eyes Poem by Fiona Burgess

Fear comes in small doses
Sometimes smelling like hybrid roses
Lulling you into an indifferent daze
Those malevolent eyes like to gaze
Upon the follies we like to dream
Until reality rips at the seam
And we're tossed upon an ocean of madness
That thunders with hate, and hope, and sadness
Fear creeps up when no one sees
When we're too caught up in idle frivolities
Wasting away precious minutes and days
Out of the haze, those eyes gaze
Upon our indolent, lazy ways
Some would say it's a passing faze
As we shudder at the thought of tears
Let no weakness show before our peers
Only the strong will prevail
But deep inside we rage and wail
Behind closed doors and shuttered eyes
We know that half of what we do is lies
But everyday we face the world with a smile
And everyday we hope to reconcile
Ourselves to the face, that our souls scream in pain
As we gaze into mirrors pretending we're not vain
The fear grows within, hour upon hour
The eyes gleam, their triumph complete
And we indulge in atrocities that none would speak
There's no escape, no end to the shame
No hope for redemption, there's only the game
And if you can't play it, well, shame for you
The fear's going to get to you, sooner, it's true.