Eyes Not My Own

A supernatural struggle that I am personally dealing with.

Eyes Not My Own

 

The wind blows around my head
Stirring the voices and awakening my other
I see through strange eyes not my own
As the world around me starts to shimmer
Like ripples in the water it becomes unclear

They whisper, question and doubt
They never understand the madness within
Always quick to judge and condemn never ready to understand
The safety and love I thought was there is nothing but a mist of lies and faceless torment

As I see through my new eyes I search for truth not there
I find support and understanding from a web twisted with virtual love
Longing to be a part of something more
I continue to search for that which cannot be seen by mortal eyes

Someday I will see the invisible truth
and escape the icy grip of the reaper
as he drags my soul into the abyss below.

Author's Note

This is something new that I am trying, I usually write fiction novels, but have always loved poetry.

Reviews

[deeps]

I really liked this, ic an really feel the emotion in it.
This is really well expressed.

[Rockebah]

I love the ending of this poem because it gives hope to thr readers. The struggle feels real . Great poem