The Black Hole Of The Soul

The Black Hole Of The Soul

peircing black eyes a bottomless pit the
\black of your eye that grows wide in the
\dark and squints small in the light.
\when you look into them it is like looking
\into the abyss or is it bliss? a vertigo
\gone amiss!
\it wants it all like a vacum drawing in
\what it sees yet shines with light of
\the an other wordly kind.
the eyes a portal to the soul you decide
\where you go and what you wish to show.
\windows to the world of your own making...
\keep those eyes contained or you'll walk
\off a cliff into a never ending
\fall choose instead to walk upright and to
\look for that which is right.