His eyes.

Thought of this staring into someone's eyes.

Those eyes that burn

Amber gold.

The pain they hide,

The stories they hold.

Memories play 

LIke a broken record.

Stained by tears,

Singed by anger

And Darkened by fear.

Reviews

[StarSandwich]

I actualy love this one, its flows and all rhymy. x3
The pain they hide, the stories they hold. absalutly loved that part compleatly.
Very awesome

[Sarien]

Beautiful poem.
Loved the imagery it invokes.