Haunting Eyes

Those haunting eyes,
I see them every day
They watch me as I live and breathe.

The haunting eyes
of my sister of sorts.
They follow me as I live my life.

These haunting eyes,
They see right through
you,
and me.

The eyes
they haunt you,
with their pale,
translucency.

The eyes,
they haunt,
they search.

They look for the person to blame,
for their current state.

The haunting eyes
of the sweetest girl,
they are what
people remember.

She died, a peaceful death,
died while she was overcome by sleep.

But all anyone can remember,
is the way her eyes
could haunt you, in the middle of the night,
while you were miles away.
They would find you in your sleep,
in the world of dreams,
they would come,
and haunt you,
and never stop until they drove you insane.

It happened to so many people,
gone crazy or
driven stark raving mad.

all because of the
haunting eyes
of a haunted girl.