Sad angry eyes tearing at my throat. <br />staring deep into my minds recesses.... <br />retreat in pain... <br />do you see what i see? <br />and does it look as flower raped by raging winds. <br />Sad angry eyes tearing at my spirit, <br />hauntingly admire my aching heart.... <br />surrendering in pain.... <br />can you hear what i hear? <br /> and do you die at that sound that lies the other side of silence? <br />sad angry eyes tearing at my veins <br />do you feel what i feel? <br />and does it creep over you as a pull on an arrow swallowed by the soul. <br />sad angry eyes tearing at my being, <br />do you taste what I taste? <br />and does it smell of blood that washes over you, <br />filling your mind with desire.<br /><br />crybaby clark<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/l-lost-souls/
