From These Eyes
By David Seymour
From these eyes of mine,
I weep in sorrow.
No smile shall adorn these lips
Etched in stone, soulless
Many things I have seen
Cruelty beyond belief
Many things I have borne
Ignorance is your excuse.
Your pleasure was my pain.
You thought not of your actions.
In anguish I sought haven from others,
Walking in the realms of solitude.
My trust in others shattered.
Through your treachery I have grown
Stronger in spirit and body.
My troubled times behind me,
I face the trials of Life
Down a path I know not yet.
