Deep in his eyes I can see the pain

The worries he had before he came to fame

Deep in his eyes I can see his hurt

Reminiscing those days would make it worse

Deep in his eyes I can see the field

Of thoughts he had before he healed

Deep in those dark red eyes

The acceptance of hiding those loud cries

I cannot help but relate

To the days he lost his faith

Isolation

I’ve began to separate myself from ignorant thoughts

Of me being a threat to society, untying those knots

That form the obstacles that lay ahead

With those dangerous words, my nerves have been fed

Tomorrow

I take my worries and shove them down the drain

Hoping that someday my soul can accept the pain

I struggle to express how I feel inside

I can’t help but allow the struggles to hide

My thoughts come together and create a beast

Maybe I’ll be better after the hurtful feast

Of pain, drought, and such deep sorrow

Do you really think I’ll see tomorrow?

A Land of Hope and Dreams

A land of hope and dreams lays ahead

Crying my sorrows to sleep and laying down in bed

I don’t know what to think of the wisdom awaiting

I can already feel that the peace is fading