Pale Eye Poem by Chris Tiganescu

So late these tears sweep from
my eyes, i cant stand the feeling
of my lonesome heart, my heart
is losing the battle of forgetting,
your image burned in my mind,
what was once your love burned
in my chest, your image plagues
my dreams, so long these red tears
crash to the floor, face full of shame
and anger, never to glance back,
stare forward in distress, your voice
echoing in my skull, your lips so
pure asking for another touch
but one i shant receive, for the
days of our love have vanished,
you've moved on, as i am stuck in
a twisting story, grappling with my
fears, my mind, my heart, falling
ever so slightly in the blackened
suffering...

The thoughts are soaked in this pale eye.