Neville

Somewhere Behind These Eyes

Somewhere Behind These Eyes

You can not punish me

With silence

My ears crave the hush

Neither can you hurt me

Now with poetry

For I am since blinded

And no longer crave or care

For words

So pray be still and quiet

Your moment is no more

But gone and truly lost

Such moments are but sins tho

At least they are in my book

And still in draft form

Somewhere behind these eyes