puddles in the sky

my eyes aren't blue
they're hollow

knot holes
twisted trails to my mind

my eyes aren't blue
i promise
they simply catch the sky

i was told that
if i were to look up more
they'd be full of water
you'd drown in them
and i'd apologize each time

my eyes aren't blue
they're broken

and the cracks
show through to the sky
as i look down at you
they show the sky behind

because my eyes
aren't blue
they're hollow

Author's Note

I fully appreciate reviews, especially when they tear apart my work in an attempt to make it better. Rip, tea, break it down. Tell me how you do not like it, how to make it better. I want your opinion. Truly.

Reviews

[Bluet_Belle]

I really like this piece. It is sad, but tasteful, the meaning is sorrowful but not in a "poor me" kind of way like sad pieces tend to be, you know, all weepy and spiteful and dark. This one almost has hope, in a strange way...

The only thing i do not like is the repetition of the word "sky" in the second to last verse, but that is a minor pet peeve of mine, and matters little to anyone else:P It does not take away from the piece whatesoever.

Very nice, original, and well written.