Jaded (...where is hope?...)


Those eyes.
Do you remember
the day you held his life
withering, flickering, breaking
in your hands?
(Those eyes)
so tired, drooped in a dull shade of grey
the beams of pure
-it seemed endless-
light fades
because he's given up. (where is hope?)
Did you feel
(his)
pain hidden behind forced breaths
and his bloodless heart
about to

...stop.

Those eyes
with life held together by glass, hanging in shreds,
piece by piece and fragments
slowly start to disappear.
/can there be Eternity?/
Do you remember
(those eyes)
when he looked to you with fading breaths
as defeat swallowed his will,
-the cries, the pleas
(I want to fly.)