Piercing eyes;
A desperate stare,
Deep inside a twisted glare,
Lies a tale
that taunts to be unraveled.
However, I will never know
why I felt my body choke.
Still it puzzles me,
as to why I cannot forget.
Perhaps a past regret?
Fear. Paranoia. Edgy. Froze.
What's the difference between the woes?
Something is off, but I cannot tell.
Maybe another soul lost to Hell.
Gaze is strong.
I must be mad, rambling about this lad.