Inner Eyes

The Inner Eye bleeds
With the things it can see.
Corrupted by the outside,
It refuses to speak,
Ashamed that the stories it perceives
Don't seem to be other's reality.

Hidden behind the heart & mind,
It tries to break free
Before it becomes blind.
The Skin senses it too,
Hairs raise
When it feels the truth.

Tell me child,
So that you can be heard.
I want to know
Before my life is over,
And you never ever
Get the chance you deserve to grow.