From Their Eyes👀

Bulge gap..
Wasted space ..
Gathering dust..
Of this massive fear..
Not even curve properly..
Nor molded nor kneeled to consistency..

A mere overlooked blind spot..
A walking shadow of tears..

They glance ..
But yet have seen this misfortune..
Sorrows which are worn on the outside..
This pain can not disappear..
Nothing no longer hides it ugly protruding smear ..


I loath her...