Those Merciless Eyes.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A short story, or poem, of a girl and her discovery of her worst enemy. Only way I can describe it.

Submitted: June 01, 2008

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Submitted: June 01, 2008



Eyes as blue as a summer sky stare at me,
sliding into my soul as smoothly and as effortlessly as an eel slicing through an ocean's depth.

Those eyes, They judge me.
They take every one of my faults, my mistakes, and throw them back in my face,
piercing my heart like a miniature sword.

With words of wisdom, I beg those eyes to stop judging me, to stop hurting me.
I can't take much more.
But they care not of how I feel, care not of my shattered emotions.

Coupled with a voice set on inflicting pain,
and a mind full of merciless insults,
those eyes slowly destroy my carefully built defenses.

They seem to know exactly where to stab with sharp, hateful words,
and they know the perfect rocks to pull out of my crumbling walls.

I feel myself sliding into the black oblivion of depression,
as I keep begging those eyes to stop.

But, they don't seem to hear as they continue to bludgeon me with words and insults,
saying the right words that send me shooting into a pit of despair as the last of my walls fall away.

And as I fall, I wonder how those eyes know how to destroy me, despite my words of logic.
I wonder how they see through me without a hint of trouble.

I stare at those eyes with tears falling down my cheeks, and I pull my vision back to include my assailant's whole face.

After a moment of complete puzzlement, I gasp with dismay as the familiar features finally register in my befuddled mind.

The blue eyes. The full lips. The slightly up-turned, button-like nose, and the tear streaked face..

My assailant, my attacker, My own worst enemy....

Is myself.

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