About every 4 months the moon slips beneath the waves in your eyes and turns the sea black with rage and fear.
I don’t know this person, this demon in our soul. Chewing on everything good and true in my life.
Such fear does this demon possess that I leaches the very hope and trust from my soul.
Such darkness hides the light in my eyes too. I look and I see emptiness and heartache ruthless self harm and deceit. Lies upon lies until we’ve become the “perfect person”
Hate is evil and I am tired.
So tired of the demons behind my eyes. Always waiting for a sign of weakness and fear. Stripping the love from my bones like ravenous dogs.

Torturous these thoughts are, demons taking my joy away consuming my mind with uselessness born only to harm and hate. I’ve learned a thing or two and I don’t trust easily especially after playing with fire only to get burned. But one forgiving broken soul to another I’m not sure which is worse the knowledge or knowing. The hearing or the hurting, the black hole left by each lie told to these blue eye. 

The End.