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“OH HOW THESE EYES HAVE CRIED”
So many things control our bodies, inherited from our minds,
Daily walking blindly searching, in hopes to grasp, to have, and to one day find,
All the while I hear a voice saying oh how these eyes of mine have cried,
I soon become humbly weary, full of self pity, and teary eyed,
I awaken with swollen eyes,
Emotions pouring out – feeling like I’m dying,
My eyes have been conquered, yelled at, provoked, uncared for, ridiculed, threatened, held back,
I’m trying to hold back,
I’m trying, I’m trying, I’m trying,
All the while still hearing oh how these eyes of mine have been crying, crying, crying,
No escaping the sounds, pain so enormous, rain so fluent as they drop in numbers,
Streaming down to my cheeks forcing my mouth to criple as it numbs and words it mumbles,
Silence overwhelms the painful whimpers that leak out from deep inside,
Have you any idea how long, and for how many years these eyes have cried?
Letting go of history, life seemingly a failure for how can this be something successful and positive to heed?
I write my thoughts in black ink, but my prayers and heartfelt thoughts in red for the pain is so deep it bleeds,
It blends, it tells, it shows, the wounds, the scars, the hell,
If I could turn back the hands of time a song known by me all too well,
Burdens are plenty, and I’m trying to find a way to cope,
There is no instruction or direction, no sense of security or hope,
Some try to lend me a tissue, a towel, or even a rag,
They dont understand, unfortunately cannot see, the puddles in which I stand, fallen person, hurting soul, a hungry, loving man and dad,
Why can’t my eyes see victory, instead of streaming rain?
Somewhere in my heart lies a victory, and I’m searching for it all over again,
I need to love so deeply, why didn’t it stay before?
Oh how these eyes of mine have cried please don’t ignore me anymore,
Dear Lord!
Send an Angel, I know I messed up with the last ones you’ve sent,
I’m trying to ask for your everlasting love and forgiveness of my sins,
I realize that my eyes are crying and with that there is a lesson that is learned,
I know that this heart of mine slowly, daily, massively seeks the love I give out for some love in return,
I see the tears coming down when in the shower, though you would think its from the water sprayin’,
As its racing out my tears are keepin’ up at that same pace and to you Lord I’m prayin,
Our Father,
Thy kingdom shall come,
Oh how these eyes have cried
Something I wish upon no man, no child, no woman, no person,
Kneeling down now father,
I’m gasping for your air,
Oh how these eyes of mine have cried,
I am your chosen one,
please dont leave me in despair.
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