Sewn up Eyes

Sewn shut his eyelids are lost in bloody tears,

He won’t open his eyes despite of the lies, he’s recognized for years,

Comfortable in the world he’s created, spawned entirely of his fears,

He encloses himself selfishly refusing to exploit my ears.

 

Steadily I sit near him waiting for a reply,

Still, he doesn’t see me there, he wont dare open his eyes,

I understand his reasons…

He refuses to believe I can find,

A way to make sense of his senseless world without it being a lie.

 

All I want is to stroke the fragments of the dreams he’s been denied,

And for him simply to reach out so finally he’d find,

As I sit near and stare back at him…It’s from behind sewn up eyes.

 

© cs, 1998

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