Untitled 15 Poem by Ryan ...

Look into these eyes
forever holding false images of comfort
that tear down the walls to relase shadows
trailing a dark veil that sheilds my eyes
but still your shadow carries in the wind
please leave your compassion
in an empty heart shaped box
on your way out
your stench still loomes in the air tonight
if you shall return, ill be waiting with
an open casket to bury you alive
years of hope stain forthcoming days
As I watch angels wither away from me