URNotAlone

Betrayal

December 13th, 2011 11:30 pm MST

The eyes.

 

That’s what it is.

Though the touch of black mascara shrouds the pupils below

And a faint shadow of earthy tones endeavours to draw the gaze away

They are the same eyes

 

Once said to be the windows to the soul

They are, instead

Betrayers of the heart.

A heart rent by indecision and doubt.

 

For when all else seems to change

And the outer shell takes on a variant appeal

Betrayal of the spirit comes from one source.

The eyes.