Haunted

There is something I can see in you,
Within your pupils,
So huge,
So dark,
Dreariness resides there,
Sadness too,
All seem to be screaming inside of you.

You have ghosts trapped within,
You are haunted still,
I see it,
Before all else,
It shouts and screams,
Piercing pain shoots out of your eyes.

Those eyes,
The windows to the soul,
They speak to me,
They cry some more.

I’m not sure you will ever be able to let that haunted look go,
It seems to be entrenched within your soul,
You never seem to laugh anymore.

© 2017 MK AC Nevin-Crooks
Love Life Poetry
18th June 2017