first time I laid eyes on you I couldn't take my eyes off you then our eyes met and we been seeing each other every since everywhere we went I had to show you off as time moved I couldn't help but think something was off then I started to ask myself why we could no longer see eye to eye and I kept wondering why you could no longer look me in the eye then I found out you had a wandering eye I couldn't believe my eyes the first thing I wanted to do was black your eye but I didn't knowing I would have to apologize for hitting you in the eye I remained silent and hit you with the evil eye for longest time I wanted you to see the feelings for you slowly leave my eyes I wanted to see tears leave your eyes I wanted to make you cry like I did inside I hid how I truly felt didn't want you to see me melt after I realized how you really felt inside if only I had eyes in the back of my head a nanny cam on the headboard of the bed to see things I had been too blind to see I admit I couldn't see the snake that bit me I hope you see this before you close your eyes for the final time I hope you cry your eyes out before you die I imagine me at the wake eating cake faking the sorrowful tears falling in the plate scrying images of all the wasted time kissing hugging holding hands in Publix showing affection in public struggling in a one bedroom apartment playing house snuggling on the couch not to mention all the stuff that went down in the dark it might appear that I'm choking back tears I'm not "who made this cake" it's dry I'm trying to breathe I swear I died laughing mine eyes have seen the light and mine eyes are open for life
The Immortal Wize
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Ms.PoeticPassion says: Great write. My eyes are open and I realize, but why is it so hard to leave????? ( I don't expect an answer) But I really need an answer!!!! |
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The Immortal Wize says: @Ms. Poetic Passion Take a piece of duct tape put it on the hairiest part of your body then snatch it off. an emotional bond can be strong like that sometimes you gotta taper off to ease the pain some relationships can be a rip off. |
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SkTzO says: Yoo, I felt this for real. Soul bonds are not easy to let go or release...damn. Humans are amazing...so much pain somehow if used as fuel rather than energy to murder the soul could be used to create such beauty, such as this script. Peace |
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