Don't look to deep

Blue eyes,
with a ring of gold,
you'll get lost,
is what I'm told.

Don't stare too deep,
you'll never get our.
For you'll weep,
whenever I'm about.

Things are always changing,
my eyes they stay the same,
tears fall engaging,
making me insane.

Crazy I am not,
in this little slumber,
where everything is twisted,
and nothing is in wonder.

Lost in the confusion,
about these changing ways,
hoping it's just a delusion,
and these things will never stay.

Reviews

[Paege]

Wow. This is a beutiful poem that i am absolutly drawn to due to its truth. I feel the same way sometimes...well, alot of the time. I also love the way that it flows together, each stanza conecting to the last. Very well writen. *favorites*