Beast behind
I smiled; looked into your eyes,
a teardrop turned into a cry.
You couldn't convince me that you tried.
I don't want to face you; I try to hide.

A grey screen, once used to be colorful,
your eyes sparked; once used to be hopeful.
I saw colors, once at least,
they were life; but I didn't know the beast behind.

All of this, for so little,
I try, just to think I fiddle,
it's like I am playing a riddle,
I am stuck between these walls, I am left in the middle.

© Blackshadows