Tuesday, October 1, 2013


Her eyes began to sparkle,
Filled with the past that she wishes to forget.
It's trapped in there.
The tears run from her eyes,
Dropping lightly on her dress.
The eyes were delicate,
In the sense that they were filled with emotion.
A bright blue with hints of purple.
You look into them and wonder,
What was going on behind those eyes?
Where did she come from?
Why is she so sad?
I want to speak to her,
Give her a hug and make her feel better.
I can't sadly,
For I am not there,
Nonexistent in that world.
I am just a small figment,
Who was forced into her world.
I am invisible to that beautiful girl.
All I can do is stare into those never ending eyes,
And I am frozen.
I can't move,
Can't speak,
Can't think,
I am trapped in her eyes.
Why can't I talk to her?
I want to become part of this world.
The world of gorgeous people,
With emotions and the ability to cry.
I want to be there for that lonely girl.

1 comment:

  1. I like this a lot. One does not know who the narator is--is he a ghost? Her guardian angel? It could be any number of things!