Sad Eyes

Sad eyes

That do not cry

Cowering in corners

People turn their eyes

Away.

Easier not to face

The inhumanity

The true reality

The off button takes away their brief pain from seeing you.

But you are still there

Mats in your hair

Blood on your skin

For no other sin

Than to be born

As you were

Where you were

Afraid

Alone

No where to call home

No warmth to be known

For this terrible crime

No one will atone

So the cycle continues.

Photo by AgNO3x