Eyes

When you look into my eyes,

What do you see?

The debris from all the tragedy?

Thats only part of me.

Like a detainee,

I’m trapped inside

denied feelings of happiness

only a slight will to survive .

I’m only here

because

I plea,

for sanity

for my mind not to

take over me,

with negativity

to give me dignity

to fight another day.

Strength, not captivity

Ability, not anxiety .

I want to write words

that need to be heard

without them getting blurred.

Let me transfer the good

for all that are misunderstood.

I want to RISE

Thats what I want you to see

when you look into my eyes.