Eyes - Poetry



                                                        “This is what happens,” she said

“When love has been given and thrown away.”

Her face, something I want to forget.

So many lines, each a sad tale,

Each one a reminder of how weak she used to be.

Eyes dull yet still have the occasional spark

Created from defiance from rejection given.

Not too late - her mouth says although her lips

Do not move, only I can hear her thoughts;

Such anger caused her to deny movement

To any other part of her body.

Bitter, hateful, the cycle played out over and over

Till she is dead, her body becoming organic -

Dreams fading away.

 

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