Eye

I am...

a lifetime of almosts
and unrealized potential

nothing of significance
and everything inconsequential

anxiety and worry
and everything you dread

a thousand empty promises
and all the words you should have said

a thief who wants to steal your secret to happiness
and keep it all for myself

that book you never bothered to read
gathering dust up on that shelf

a knot inside your stomach
and a nagging unraveling thread

the thoughts you try to bury
and all the voices inside your head

a perfectly folded paper airplane
ready to fly in the pouring rain

all the questions you never asked
and the things you can't explain

a ship without a captain
and rip right down the sails

a black cat across your path
and a penny that's on tails

cards, letters, and memories
that you've shoved in a box

the one who barges in
without ever bothering to knock

a grain of sand in your eye
and the taste of blood in your mouth

a barricade that stands in the way
between you and your only way out

the butterfly you had to touch
with bruised and broken wings

the monster under your bed
and 8 hours of sleep without dreams

the growling in your belly
and the itch you cannot scratch

the thirst that never gets quenched
and the knife twisting in your back

dry grass underneath your feet
and the flower that never blooms

the terrible awkward silence
in a crowded room

a trainwreck
a horrible natural disaster

and all the tiny details
you convinced yourself didn't matter

all the things you don't see
when you stop and stare

all the things you never tried
because you were too damned scared

the stain on your favorite shirt
that even bleach won't wash away

a summertime thunderstorm
when all you want is to go outside and play

a song without a chorus
a poem that will never rhyme

the ticking of the clock
when you're trying your hardest to stop time

a thousand shards of glass
lying on the floor

all the things you've left undone
and every unopened door

an outstretched hand
just waiting to be held

just the right person to buy
all the bullshit you're trying to sell

the tingle down your spine
and the warm breath on the back of your neck

all the lies you tell yourself
and the secrets you never kept

the hope that fills your soul
and the faith that brings you back

the sorrow that turns you blue
and every shade of black

a billion shining stars
that you can't see on a cloudy night

everything that is wrong
but somehow feels so right

a scarred and broken heart
just waiting to be loved

I'm everything and nothing
and all of the above





And you are??