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"Dead Eyes"   11 - 10 - 03



Jambled thoughts of nothingness

Cloud my mind and block my bliss

I haven't slept

Sleep hasn't crept

As my mind's occupied with this



Many nights come to be my days

The separation between is a vague haze

Sunless days, moonless nights

Nightmares are no longer at night

And I'm slowly driving to a craze



I hear voices where no one is

In my drinks, the sound of fizz,

Whispers to me

This cannot be

As my balance becomes a dizz



I question my mind's sanity

Ask it why it gives charity

To these delusions

Creating this confusion

Scaring me with such severity



The mirror reflects a sulken face

The nights no longer give me grace

Rings of round

Are so abound

That I've lost all humanity's trace



I lay at night, staring without eyes

No noise, no touch, no sight could surprise

Or disrupt my vision

Or change this decision

As I've come to peace with these Dead Eyes...