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I See Through Your EyesHushed cries seep under the doors and through the walls in the ward,
as souls slip into a slow decay.
I don't belong here, wandering these halls.
The sick drift like lost ghosts with limp hands outstretched,
searching for meaning in their charts
and the strange language of the nurses.
hospitals are just pretty morgues.
You used to make me smile, but there's nothing to smile about in here.
there's only sadness and a sorrow
that creeps into the shape of my bones.
I don't want to live like this.
I don't want to be alone.
There is nothing here.
voices whisper through the darkness for my name,
and I am powerless.
above myself, I float, and stare down into the emptiness,
watching the black holes move under my skin.
my bones feel small, and I slip away,
down into the roots that hold the earth to me.
There's nothing to do, in all this silence, and I wear it so well.
I drink cold cups of tea, and speak above the static words of the other patients.
I eat plastic food with silver spoo
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