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
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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
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
Thank You Narcisa I will look at them tonight. Don
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