Fragile Eyes

It's a difficult task to choose the first work to share with your peers.  The below poem is one of my favorites, albeit sad.  I wrote it in college after hearing a woman speak in one of my classes about her personal experience with domestic abuse and what can happen when no one steps in to help.

Fragile Eyes - written 11/21/2004

It started so innocently, just one match

A single spark to hit a patch

Of emptiness left unattended and ignored

No amount of water was poured

She simply sat and watched it grow

Past her control and overflow

Waterfalls pouring lies

From those fragile Eyes

Flames rising like war enemies

Burning down her memories

Each minute dies, faster than the last

Destroying the shadows love had cast

Dreams disappear in flames surreal

Mirages engulf all that appeared real

Waterfalls pouring lies

From those fragile Eyes

Sting in the heat

But the devil’s flames cannot be beat

She looks through the smoky mist

At the sting from his fist

Laying calmly near her temple

More pain than a fire is capable

Scarring for the remainder of eternity

All her soul’s innocent purity

They’ve poured their last waterfall of lies

Those fragile Eyes

That burn in the heat

Of the fire she has no power to beat