Narcisa

Windows to the Soul

Nobody cares about what's behind the pretty girls eyes

Sometimes I want to rip my pretty eyes out just to let them see what my mind is all about

Chemical imbalance, deepening anguish, inability to be satisfied

But no body cares what's behind a pretty girls eyes

 

If I whispered my darkest thoughts in your ear you would probably brush it off

You would be more focused on how my skin is so soft

To live is a constant battle and Im letting the demons win

Constantly reaching my arm out hoping something might catch me in my deepening fall

Is it a infatuating smile you see or a wicked grin?

 

Nobody really cares about what's behind the pretty girls eyes

You're blinded by beauty?

I see the flesh rotting on my skin from all life's broken promises and twisted lies. 

But nobody cares about what's behind a pretty girls eyes

 

Im ready to be taken away

Whether I become Death's lovely assistant or the Reaper himself

My soul is pleading to break free in search of a new cavity 

What lies behind these eyes is no longer a pretty picture that compliments my pretty face

But nobody cares about what's behind the pretty girls eyes

Comments1

  • AwHec8

    Wow I felt this 1 in my soul. As it cut to the bone. Thank You Narcisa for a good write & Thank You Audax for recommending this Poet who writes quite well. Don

    • Narcisa

      After reading your bio, I’ve stumbled across the idea that you might have strong feelings to a poem a wrote in February. It’s called Nine Pictures and a Few Videos. If you enjoy it there is another one titled “Time”. I wrote the two in different stages of grief

      • AwHec8

        Thank You Narcisa I will look at them tonight. Don



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