The saddest eyes
I ever looked into
were my own
They screamed of pain and anguish
...
The thunder rolls inside my head
and echoes through the night
Clouds of pain shroud my heart
and block out all the light
...
I watched him
as he marched off to go fight
in that great Civil War
that I now see as nothing
...
I'm 14 and ever since I was little my friends and family have said I'm quite different. I'm deep and thoughful and I love expressing myself be it throught my books, short stories, poetry, or music.)
The Saddest Eyes
The saddest eyes
I ever looked into
were my own
They screamed of pain and anguish
but were strangely silent
They begged to be held
but warned not to touch
They had fire within
hot
searing
but they were cold
ice
numb
it was as if they had seen
all the treachery this world has to offer
yet they were some how innocent
unknowing of the corrupt world they existed in
they were too old for their age
but too young for their time