You can change you face.
You can smile all you want.
You can speak as if you are happy.
You can tell all the lies you want.
You can try to fool everyone around you.
But your eyes will always tell on you.
Your eyes clouded with thought no one will know.
Glazed with unseen tears.
Reflecting nothing but memories of pain yet pleasure.
Loud and distinguished with secrets of your meditation.
Longing till you can go inside your self and relive all your pain,
Yet to get it placed back inside with every living breathing memory of being taken.
Deep in your eyes I see the real you the real things you long for the true wants you have.
The drink that will quench your thirst of pain to forget many treasure being stolen.
You have tried for so long to hide all your lies and feelings with hate and regret of every
Time you said this is the last just to do it again.
So long you have hid from the world and its real face of EVIL that no one notices until you have reached to the point when the last cut you make will be the end of you and the eyes that betray you.
You try to stop the event of your death but some how you find a way back to the blade stained with a dark red, the red of your unpure blood to which you are not at fault.
The red that you feel should not be warm of life but of coldness of you dying with pain stronger than the pain you have caused to yourself.
Even with all this going on you still seem to pretend that you are happy with everything in your life but I know what you really feel because of your eyes the eyes I see in the refection in the blade that I hold.
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