How To Tell a Hideaway That Freedom is Better than Safety (long version)
His eyes are shields against the world
Each tear is shed alone.
Every blink and every flinch
Is more or less his own.
His pupils, black, you never see
For he points them at the floor
But they're inviting and enticing me,
Pulling me right into their core.
His eyelids flick and flinch, then shut
to everything he sees
For every terror he has known
He's twice them in his dreams
But his heart's so scared it shakes inside
A body, cold and frail.
And it's hid behind his stoney eyes
And skin all torn and pale.
And all the sad he's come to know
He knows it as a fault
For any sentiment once there
He's washed away with salt.
And even tears freeze on his chin
They never reach the ground
For he fills them with the pain within
And he won't let pain be found.
**I'm still kind of working on it. I'm sure I will edit this and tweak a few things, it's not where I want it to be yet (along with every other poem i've ever written) but yeah. Tell me what you think needs improvement =)
Each tear is shed alone.
Every blink and every flinch
Is more or less his own.
His pupils, black, you never see
For he points them at the floor
But they're inviting and enticing me,
Pulling me right into their core.
His eyelids flick and flinch, then shut
to everything he sees
For every terror he has known
He's twice them in his dreams
But his heart's so scared it shakes inside
A body, cold and frail.
And it's hid behind his stoney eyes
And skin all torn and pale.
And all the sad he's come to know
He knows it as a fault
For any sentiment once there
He's washed away with salt.
And even tears freeze on his chin
They never reach the ground
For he fills them with the pain within
And he won't let pain be found.
**I'm still kind of working on it. I'm sure I will edit this and tweak a few things, it's not where I want it to be yet (along with every other poem i've ever written) but yeah. Tell me what you think needs improvement =)