Eyes is the first of my late night writings to leave my journal
her eyes were the window into her heart and soul
she could never hide
what she was feeling inside
young, wide eyed, bright, alive with curiosity
constantly searching, looking, learning
older, sadder eyes, dark and empty
yet filled with a yearning
yearning to be loved, noticed, no longer alone
she gave up, it showed in her eyes
behind that hard smile
her eyes turned to stone
no one came, no one saved her
