A thousand word to curse the day,
none to hiss the pain of prey.
Gallons of eye to scare my shape,
a pair to reflect the rage I tame.
Some mercy from clouds to soften veins, for all the eyes with dejectible pain.
Hush and push the chaos all cross, not the burden in my hands and legs.
I feel my hand in someone’s embrace
I look and smile to all I want.
The facade is gone my mask overthrown,
with trembling lips and shaking voice to the face I love, I frown.
I feel safer the closer he gets, and smile when he whisper ‘its all okay’
Maybe a kiss will mend….
Just all this time my eyes been closed and as I open its all gone.
-Ocean
