Held in place by fear
Those eyes! Their intent clear.
That blackened stare,
Void of love, incapable of care
Run!, Hide! Move! Held in place
Lost are all sense of time and space
I want to scream! I want to yell!
Those eyes! They belong to Hell!
The chilling effect they create
We are locked in a stale-mate
The battle continues, no end in sight
A monster! Wanting only to fight!
Begging to win his plight.
This is a battle I MUST win!
To his desires I CANNOT give in!
For you see, this battle rages within,
Those eyes, that blackened stare
Belong to my reflection in the mirror.
Slowly the blackness turns to light
It seems that I’ve won the fight
I have managed to keep my anger at bay
‘Forgiveness’ was the only way.
She tried to turn me into something I despise.
Now I know that forgiving was wise.
And that forever, I have conquered those eyes!

NICE!

Not only is that a good piece of writing, but you somehow managed to describe the eyes of my second husband. Scary that you also describe them as your own, but, different circumstance.

nice!