Those strange black eyes

Edvard Munch's Separation

I wrote this piece like almost two years ago, for some foolish reason (which obviously isnt known to many ;) ), and i don't know what exactly has got into my head to put this up now, but i just did...so here it is.

( And for anyone who is thinking that something is terribly wrong with me or i'm some lonesome broken heart, that is just not the case! *smiling broadly*)

THOSE BLACK, STARK BLACK EYES......

I try to be normal,

But your incomplete eyes

Thrust me back,

And push me into the pool of doom,

drenching me into numbness...

The eyes that once sparkled with life

and promised me a lending hand,

Have suddenly turned dark and blank!

And all I do is just stare and stare at them...

But even those stares scare me,

for I fear of losing myself,

or I secretly fear,

the dark secrets they might reveal.

Am I repenting my past?

Or am I whining over today??

My head whirls with questions to questions

which are met with pitch black silence.

No, I don’t regret yesterday,

B'coz it gave me a whole new experience.

But I do whine today,

Wishing that yesterday was eternal.

Your words promise that tomorrow would be same as yesterday,

But your strange eyes deny aloud every word you utter.

You say you're confused,

But actually, you are bored.

You ask me to speak my heart out,

But deep inside, you fear that very thought.

Trying your level best to fake,

Why do you do so when you know I'll guess it right away???

The smile that was once your virtue

is so fake and unreal,

it stabs me from within and is worse than an abuse!

I’ve lost my smile; I've lost the kid in me.

Every culture and rule that bonded me, are slowly drifting away

Things that I thought were my strength

are suddenly diminishing to nil.

Things that I knew as my vices,

laugh at my virtues,

mock at my every move...

And feel realization hit me hard, really hard......

I know my wishes and desires

are the real reasons I'm doomed.

And this time, I won’t be able to bear

Another event of despair and regret.

Will not be able to meet again

Those black, stark, strange black  eyes