On the outside

 On the outside looking in,

Veil to reality, razor thin.

I see my hands work and greet,

My legs they move, as do my feet.

My eyes they scan, their worn out faces,

My ears they listen, pointless phrases,

My nose it smells the summer air,

My tongue it tastes, a juicy pear

But I'm still here...

On the outside looking in,

My human form, has softer skin,

My mind it races, heart skips paces,

Lost in realms stuck in war phases.

The bombs they drop,

The tears they weep,

The screams they cry,

Their cracked bare feet...

The dead they whisper, looking in,

"This world has rendered awful sins." 

But we're still here...

No wonder...

I'm on the outside looking in, 

Can't catch my breath,

Must sink or swim...

My body's numb,

My thoughts wear thin... 

I watch myself, 

The depths of grim.

Pin drop

 Hearing my voice,

But it is not my own. 

Watching it all play out,  from above. 

A scene of static and noise,

My body vibrates.

How'd I get here?

An hour in my car- but not a single memory of how I got this far. 

Just a faint echo of the music played.

Eyes heavy, breath is shallow.

Soul is weak.

For a moment I considered pressing the "restart" button. 

Recklessly,

Instead of shutting down like a proper girl.

Lips sealed, yet mind screaming.

A pin drop can be heard- but nobody hears a word.

Who the hell gave me this body?

Where the hell did the experience go?

Why the hell am I feeling so alone, in this world that's not my own?

What the hell is this feeling?

And how the hell did I get so cold?

When the hell will it be over? 

I beg, and plead, and sigh, and moan

Kind Eyes

 Kind eyes, 

You are my warmth

Kind eyes,

You weather my storm,

But you don't know what you mean to me, 

Kind eyes,

Set me free.

Kind eyes,

Sing me a song,

Kind eyes, 

All summer long

And I will dance under stars with you,

Kind eyes,

See me through. 

Kind eyes, 

Hold my love close

Kind eyes,

Know what I know

Grab my hand, and walk with me

Kind eyes,

Let it be.