~~~Eyes~~~

Eyes are interesting but only for seeing what hurt can do…
Look into my eyes and you will see me.
In all my pain.
In all sense of nature.
I am not the only one,
Who can see.
You look into my soul.
Then I’m able to look in yours.
I see more than anyone.
Not by the way you act.
By the way your soul dances.
Dances into death.
Into fear.
Into another body.
Dances for life.
Dances for other souls.
It’s not chemistry.
It’s your soul talking to the other.
It’s fire flickering in your soul.
But when it gets to big.
It burns your soul.
Burning it to a single ash.
Not ever to recover.
Not ever to look into your eyes again.
Not ever to look at another soul dance.
It’s in your eyes.
That you see the pain.
That you see the soul.
For what it really is.
A single ash of hope.
Of bringing the other to understand.
That’s all my soul does.
Tells other souls to back away.
That their is nothing left of this soul.
To be careful not to trust.
So when that soul burned.
It died with the body.
Died in the eyes.
Forever in the eyes of the believer.
My eyes.

By Rochelle Frechette
Published: 10/27/2006
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