Green Eyes

Gone, dear God, it’s all gone.

The freedom I possessed

To dance

In the sunshine

Through the misted morning grass,

Ripped from beneath my feet.

She controls me.

I scream through my green eyes.

The rain whispers my lullabies.

I sleep,

And in my dreams I am free.

Published in: on December 1, 2008 at 11:02 pm
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