Glimpse

what do you see
through your eyes,
are the colors
darker?
the sun
dying?
life
failing?

through your eyes
do you see me?
or do you avoid the
glimpse
through the windows

through your eyes
do you feel the pain?
or did you desert the darkness
long ago?

through your eyes,
do you hold your dying days
at bay

rolling in the deep
darkness
of death?

in your eyes
do others read pain
longing
for a glimpse
of hope?

though your eyes
that I wish I could see through,
to you,
into the old you

if only I could get a glimpse...