Heavy Eyes

Sodden with saddening sights

And drowning in disappointment.

The weight of your eyes

Could not be hefted by a hundred men.

 

The volume of your thousand tears

Could drown all the fish in the sea.

Your heavy eyes,

Heavy with dead white weight,

Heavy with a fresh winter snow—

Pristine and pure and dreary and dead.

 

Who would guess you still bleed red

After holding the weight of your gaze?

Drenched in disappointment,

Sodden with half-hearted sorrow,

 

Your heavy eyes

Could sink nations into the seas.

 

This poem is about: 
My family
Poetry Terms Demonstrated: 

Comments

Need to talk?

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741