Mine eyes
By Sharon Moemise
My eyes tell the story of my life
A story so sad, it cuts like a knife
A tale of life's selfish acceptance
of pain, hurt and deadly endurance
I look at the one who looks back
I see nought but a 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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Painful truth...Heartfelt poem.