Stranger In My Eyes

Large blue eyes stare blankly in the mirror.  Whatever are they searching for?

They’re encumbered in somber dullness.  The gaze drifting lifelessly to other realms.

Capsized in a Universe of thought, stuck in a loop to repeat the painful moments over and over.

Just when everything felt Right it crashed down.

Just when the world began to make sense, like a card tower the pieces just blew away.

It all scattered to the wind when the fray of tempests began to creep in.

The gaze staring back in large blue eyes, cries out for help.  Like a scream from my soul, drowning in the blue of the ocean.

Happiness, what faulty prey, to waste your hopes on emotions.  Clearly passive strength will only last for so long before the tides topple it over.

As the mushroom cloud begins to subside, golden rain pours down to eat away my fleshly sorrows.

And still the reflection stares, begging to understand.  Begging that some kind of Hope will ring true in all the tipsy-turvy.

For I will not return home.  I cannot.  I was dead and alone.  Buried in my empty dreams.

At least there is breath in my lungs.  A chance to start over.  A chance to taste freedom from this cold, dark cage I once lived in.

Shall I be free again?  Remain so?

I cannot tell.  For my eyes dull their shine to Remember.  Oh I remember still.

The Robin

The gentle hum a Robin told
Sets it’s wings for halls of gold
Empty, faithless, doesn’t know where to fly

A Raven landed by the tree
Said come little birdie and follow me
You can’t, we can. We’ll set out for the sky

So up, up, up those little birds flew
Spreading their wings to heights of blue
Racing, chasing into those mashed potato clouds

But a storm started rumbling as they went
The Robin she fearfully went to panicking yet
Hey you, say you, Raven did you hear those sounds?

No no my sweet it’s your imagination
We’re okay as long as we stay away from them
Don’t worry dear little bird, we’re not so far away now

The thunder grew louder, the wind picked up
Little Robins heart made a wild thump thump
Flapping terrified she wanted to go back to the ground

As the rain started swirling the Robin gave a crone
She said, this isn’t what I bargained for, I’m going home
Cackling, laughing, the Raven he said, it’s too late for that.

The tempest turmoil swallowed the Robin whole
Chewed her up, and took away her soul
Betrayed laying in the rain
Someone tell me what you think of that?

And the moral of our story should ring true
If somebody comes along to help you
You better ask twice, when they’re particularly nice
Or the Raven’s gonna swallow you too.