Cracking Eyes

Time brings change so quickly,
What is guaranteed today may not be tomorrow,
Human emotion can go either way,
Feelings are born and die all the time,
Some die out of necessity,
Others die because they are murdered by an unavoidable act,
Murdered by something that had to be done
But that was done against all willingness,
When human emotion is murdered
It can be seen in the person’s eyes,
They begin to crack,
A jagged line appears,
Cutting right through the pupil,
Giving the image of a shattered window,
It mirrors the shattered soul inside…

Holding out only achieves so much,
Hoping and hoping will only carry one so far,
There comes a time when walking away is a must,
But how do you know when that time is?
When your eyes start cracking departure is long overdue,
The person should know themselves when to throw it in,
But often reason is blinded by confused love,
They think that if enough desire is shown,
Outside complications will disappear
And the one they pine for will return,
Even though those reasons for leaving can’t just disappear,
They are beyond emotion’s control,
The person is just left wandering along dark alleys towards a dead end,
And it is only upon discovering the dead end at the end of the alley
That they realise there’s only one place left to head for now…

A new beginning…
Some people’s eyes have cracked completely before they realise this…
Then the uninterrupted stream appears on their face…
Constant, never ceasing…
The one thing that could stop the flow never being a possibility…

(this poem epitomises what page fourteen is all about - heartbreak, and because of this all the poems on that page are poor, with Cracking Eyes the best of a bad bunch).