I see the cracks
I see the crevices
I see the way your eyelids try to shut out the blemishesI see the hurt
I see the pain
I see the way your brain reapplies the blameI see the fear
I see the tears
I see the way your devastation makes your vision blearI see the dark
I see the drab
I see the way your desperation clings to endless blackI see the guilt
I see the regret
I see the way your thoughts have fought only to have bledI see it all
I see it allI see the way your veins pump with emotional energy
I see the way your hope still clings to spare light
I see the way your head sparks with glimpses of clarity
I see the way your eyes still search for delight
I see the way your heart fights against brevityI see it all
I see that you are broken
I see that you are imperfect
I see that you can be mended
I see that you can be fixedAnd so I'll try.
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Simply Poetry
PoetryA collection of poems by Sean Arturo Last. You are encouraged to leave your interpretations in the comments. -- © All Rights Reserved (No unauthorized copy, distribution, transmission, or alteration of the work.)