A Lesson of My Own
I looked into eyes today that were cloudy, and dark. Eyes black and heavy with a sadness of now, and blurred with the tears not shed from his past. His soul is speaking with death. Oh, I long to comfort him. To show him the way. I haven't found the words yet. I don't know what to say. He was reaching for me, standing in my door. Somehow, he knows me. He can see what I stand for. I didn't realize what was happening until he was gone. I disappointed him. I denied who I am, and took the path of... Sign in to see full entry.