In These Eyes
Everybody blamed it on him.
Even though, they knew it wasn't him all along.
What's the point in even asking why? He said,
If you're designed to take the fall.
Maybe it's because they couldn't see,
fiction has replaced their memories.
The only thing that you have to believe,
was the only witness there was me.
And I herd him say,
In these eyes. In these eyes.
I will surrender peasefully. You have me here down on bended knee.
Praying to you up above, just to let me in on my own confusion.
I've been tested daily and I've been failing.
I keep on giving while these others keep on taking.
My fear is that my theory is breaking in half,
and I fear that it won't last.
Because the people are going to laugh,
which forces the pian that corrodes my pride,
hoping that one day that these waters will subside.
I need to know now why?
I'm desperate so I'll try.
For the last time.
Can you feel the pain in these eyes?
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