i look into these eyes...
all to familiar
haunting...
disturbing...


i see the sparkle...
dulled and tarnished by internal turmoil...
broken and scared by unending strife...

i see the soul...
hollow and ineffective
incomplete and apathetic...

i see the desire
beaten and bruised...
waning in the face of neglect...

i see the passion
as a fire...
being smothered by lack of concern
stifled by overwhelming indifference..

i see the light...
of what was...
and all that could have been...
i see my light fade

with each passing moment...

excellent

Very nice
(and welcome!)