I wrote this poem when I was kind of out of it, so please don't judge too harshly:
You scream at me.
I look down, away from your eyes.
I can't look you in the eyes, it hurts to much.
I see the accusations, the betrayal.
I see it all in your beautiful hazel eyes.
All your pain and suffering.
All evident in your eyes.
So how could I look you in the eyes?
When I know all the pain I see there is because of me?
I can't.
I won't.
It's all my fault.
If I hadn't pf fallen for your beautiful hazel eyes, I wouldn't be crying.
You wouldn't be screaming.
We wouldn't be dying.
Your eyes would be full of mischief again.
Not this horrible agony deep within.
You scream at me some more.
I wait, I know I deserve this.
Now if I can just keep my eyes from your beautiful hazel eyes...
Maybe I won't lose my mind.'
Like I've lost you.
