These eyes have seen the trouble of the world
The pain, the suffering
Things that rend the mind and break down the soul
Leave you lost in helpless oblivion
I have felt misery, alone and with company
I have had my hopes dashed like so many glass beads
To lie broken with the many promises on the floor of my heart
I have walked with the devil and listened to his jokes
Though I must admit his puns are a bore
I have been entangled in stories not of my making
Only to feel empty when they have been torn from me
I know the cruel fate of depending on your insecurities
I have chased false longings into the night
I have slept with tears upon my pillow
I have been at times jaded, and at times cynical
And at times have blinded myself of my own free will
Because it is preferable than to loose all hope
I have suffered harsh words from enemies, worse, from friends
Which I must say sting more than any knives
Except those plunged in the back
Yes, these eyes have seen the troubles of the world
And there is still so much to be shown

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