Eyes.

I close my eyes.
Yet I still see.
I still know.
What's in front of me.

Blinded by hatred and fear.
But I still see.
Everything you do.
All of the pain.

My eyes try not to see.
My soul can't take anymore.
This unholy sight.
Is taking it's tole on me.

I close my eyes.
I try not too see.
I try not to know.
What's in front of me.

Copyright 2007 Nyorioko.




Poetry by Nyorioko
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Written on 2007-08-27 at 01:24

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