I saw something in your eyes…
And it felt like I couldn't breathe.
Those eyes that had made promises.
Those eyes that made me forget everything.
The eyes that hold a thousand stories and a million faces.
I saw something that made me want to stay.
To help you.
Be the shoulder you could cry on.
But I saw something in your eyes.
It made me realize that you weren't a good person.
Eyes that stood and begged before me now.
Those same eyes watched as hands, holding stories, memories; covered themselves in deep red liquid.
Said eyes watched one others, as the life drained.
All vanished, with one. Deep. Cut.
Those eyes watched anothers close for the last time.
Those eyes held the body of a person who has killed.
I saw something in your eyes…
And it felt like I couldn't breathe


© Liby