
Their eyes, their eyes,
They're all on me.
I cannot escape,
I may not flee.
I'm trapped in this glance
As our eyes align:
I will not allow this,
"She is mine, she is mine."
I hit them Once,
But I mean no harm.
Twice, that is enough.
Third time's the charm...
You're defeated,
So why must you still stare?
Too late to explain yourself,
I will end this eye affair.
i can almost feel the tension and anxiety and fear the speaker is feeling..
ReplyDeletenice narrative poem (: