Your eyes are hollow, but I see their light,
Beaten down you try and take flight,
Soaring as high as you think you can,
Only to be drug back down by another’s hand,
Crashing straight down into the earth,
Never fully knowing your true worth.
I can see what haunts you by the ghosts in your eyes,
I can tell what tortures you by hearing your cries.
Nothing can fill the void that they have left behind,
And no one can replace your prior peace of mind,
The alcohol burns but never really numbs the pain,
You try to forget but it drives you insane,
All you can do is wake up and go day by day,
And smile and come up with the right thing to say.
I can see what haunts you by the ghosts in your eyes,
I can sense the weight on your shoulders whenever you sigh.
Nothing last forever, it’s something you know all too well,
After all of these years you’re accustomed to your personal Hell,
Time heals all wounds, but it still leaves you with the scars,
But you’ve learned how to slip through your prison bars,
To live your life under the brightest skies,
With the glimmer of the ghosts behind your eyes.
Juxtaposed To A Fault 