Eyes: The Seas of Pain
By, Ryuumi Karasu

I see your glazed look as you stare into memory,
as the demons of the past return and hunt you,
like they did long ago.
With fires of hate and pain and wrath,
they tear through your heart,
crippling what was once innocent, once untouched.

And yet your eyes still lift,
to reach out for the life again,
though it is oh so faraway.
And through the pain, hope shines in your eyes,
and through the blood comes forgiveness,
through the brakes you are rendered untouchable.

But still, I come to claim you false,
for once more you gaze toward the invisible,
and everything turns dark,
forgotten in the mind itself.
It is what happened that plagues you,
makes you weaker then what you once were.

But then in sleep I see that peace does come.
You surrender to it as you do your dreams,
and you become ageless and free from sins.
You are a fallen angel, your wings shattered by heaven,
leaving you helpless to the pain,
leaving and abandoning you to die.

Then another day comes and your eyes lift again,
those sad, pained depths, gateway to your soul,
And I begin to see why you struggle on.
It is the waking of every morning,
the new day, the new sun that greets you,
heralding your awake, your survival of another hour.

A mask you once wore to keep out the weak,
but you are the weak now and forever will be.
I watch you as you walk alone and unseen,
lost in the shadowed day,
your feet treading over the same paths,
for life is its endless cycle.

It is going on and on in waking and in sleep,
the pain, the sickness, the poor which you live.
It may be dark now in these misty times,
but i can see it will be darker still,
in the last voyage of your last breath.
I promise the pain will leave you in death.

Author’s Note:
Just a sad, little poem I wrote on a rainy day.
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