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Sad Eyes

They were my eyes

By Gill In MotionPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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Dead Eyes Illustration by Gillian Kamau @crumbsoftruth

This poem is about anger and how we use it to protect our sadness and the crippling effects it can have on ourselves and those around us.

You have sadness in your eyes,

Sadness engulfed in anger like waves crashing into rocks

pounding over and over

to no avail.

You were told anger was a bad thing,

so you never expressed it.

In a fit of rage

BOOM!

You explode.

Volcano,

I once said to you.

Like shots fired,

my bones clench when you walk in the room

the armor you put on to mask the sadness

casts an ominous shadow

that weighs heavy

crippling the air around me,

Suffocating any ounce of joy that once danced and cascaded around the room.

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About the Creator

Gill In Motion

Poetry is truth dwelling in beauty

-Robert Gilfillan

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