Eyes

Sometimes
people most loved
hang themselves

The pressure is too great
realisation that what is loved
is sensual, ephemeral.

Mere fleeting expression
on a pretty face
a mask
and
no one sees deeper than
the smile implanted in soulless skin

and
they are all blind
how can they see
the emotion of a fragile heart?

Happy people cannot help themselves
their happiness show cased in the shop window of
their souls

but
the laughter of a part
of myself
is disposable
and
a deeper part would feel its absence
its elimination would effect
no substantial change
not yet

Truth
of deeper - centered thought
power not shared
a cynicism smiles can hide
no one seeing
through a mist of obscured emotions
harmful

And if they did?
mere conjecture on implausibility
but...
thoughts as common property?
And how can you hide
your mask destroyed by all-seeing eyes?

Those eyes that can see down
through each layer of thought
scanning the bottom of
your shallow abyss

eyes
no longer able
to be shocked
truth harmless
through leveling commonality.

- Lydie