Empty Eyes

Today I looked into the eyes of an empty soul.
Someone who lost so much of themselves, they aren't even sure who they are.
Today I looked into the eyes of a person I once knew....
Only they were not there.
That person was missing. Gone. The person was no longer there.
The eyes wern't even the same.
Empty, cold, shallow eyes.

Today I looked into the eyes of an empty soul.

Someone who lost so much of themselves, they aren't even sure who they are.

RALPHY!

"For each new morning with its light,
For rest and shelter of the night,
For health and food, for love and friends,
For everything Thy goodness sends.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson



Really...who do I think I am refering to Ralph Waldo Emerson as "Ralphy"? I do not know.
However, I'm over tired, super annoyed, and slightly extremely anxious.
So I leave you with these beautiful words, from an amazing writer.
I hope I find the time, and organization and patience to blog about everything rambling through my head right now, but you never really know....



.AA.



P.s I am still looking for someone to make me a button, and help me revamp up this blog. I need change...I'm desperate for a change. I may even change the title of this blog, YES again. I just don't feel at home with it, and I really really really want to feel at home with it.

Quote Me Not

 

 

" His hello was the end of her endings
Her smile, their first step down the aisle
His hand would be hers to hold forever
His forever was as simple as her smile
He said she was what was missing
She said instantly she knew
She was a question to be answered
And his answer was I do. "

 

 

C.B