Your mouth is silent
But your eyes are talking.
Lips are motionless
But your eyes tell stories
Stories never heard
For your lips utter not a single word
Your eyes hold sorrow
Your eyes hold joy
Your eyes hold suffering and confusion.
Your eyes tell stories of High times,
New starts and broken hearts.
Your eyes are not seeing they are searching
For a reason to keep breathing.
Friends of plenty yet still alone.
Your eyes aren’t angry
Your eyes aren’t sad
Your eyes are lost in tears of joy
And tears of pain that wash away
Your will to fight to breath to live for what is right.
Your eyes will find what must be found.
….Your eyes are searching for an end,and a new beginning.
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