Un-named

Just a little something I wrote last night, I didn’t even pay attention til it was ended. A close friend said it was really good, so I thought I’d post it up here.

 

He hides a tormented soul behind clear blue eyes.
His appearance is a shield, fending off the world.
He searches, trying to find himself.
Despairing of ever being accepted, of making anything of his life.
He cries now, a lone tear trailing across his cheek.
Inside, a waterfall drops from his eyes.
His heart rends in two.
The black thoughts dominate, his mind a hole for light.
Like a broken record, he follows the same twisted patterns over and over.

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