Hiding Eyes Behind Lies

For those of you who read my blog, I am sure you've been able to figure out by now some of the things going on in my life.  This blog will not be like the others I have written, no; this one, rather, is a poem, but one that many of you will not understand - at least not the way I mean for it to be understood.  Regardless, enjoy.

Bleeding lies encase you,
Damaged hearts surround;
Lost life,
Drowning tears,
Can anyone hear them?


Thoughts remind you,
Tear and bind you;
Pain shines,
Dead eyes,
Why can't you hear her?


Flying through the sea,
Tearing diamond hearts;
Sail away,
Flush time,
Who will find him?


Notes soar through the room,
Sound reverberates all around;
Creation rings,
Music sings,
How loud must they scream to be seen?


Blue skies fading fast,
Sunlight burning dim;
Rain dries,
Thunder pours,
Who will carry her in this storm?


Minds waver thoughtlessly,
Oceans out-run the sands of time;
Eyes hide,
Laughs lie,
Who will see through his disguise?


Masks of new faces,
Folks in faded places;
Dancing stills,
Masks removed,
Hidden behind her eyes she lies,
Yet who will see?

This was not written based upon only my experiences and circumstances, but upon some of my friends' situations as well.  Now, don't take this to be a terrible, depressed poem but, rather, try to read into it deeper than what the surface shows and find a way to apply it to your own lives.

How can you help someone?
If you used faith and time, could you save a life?
If you took the time to see through the mask and into the eyes, how much more would you see?

Think about these questions as you go through your day and see how much more your mind is opened to the pain of those walking beside you down the street, sitting next to you in class or even those blatantly staring you in the face, daring you to find who they really are.

Until our next encounter,
Lauren