I Will See It In Your Eyes
~~~
You say it won’t
I know it will
It always does
I will see it in your eyes
~~~
A different man
I will become
If my scant veil
Lifted from all the lies
~~~
What you may think
And what I know
Two different men
Yet bearing the same face
~~~
You only see
Best I exude
Halo above
Evil, but a shadowed trace
~~~
You cannot know
What evil grows
Another’s death
A well-known, age old friend
~~~
From bloodied hands
Of hardened heart
Within them still
No fear to promote one’s end
~~~
For taking life
Without a tear
The killing lust
Is tattooed in the mind
~~~
If stripped away
The layered lies
That evil man
Becomes easy to still find
~~~
And change you will
Your view of who
Is standing now
Truth seen uncompromised
~~~
You say it won’t
I know it will
It always does
I will see it in your eyes
~~~
commonsensiblyspeaking 
terrifying
The truth can be just that sometimes. Thanks Beth!
I can’t say I “like” this. It frightens me on two levels. The first that you believe that everyone who knows your innermost secrets will come to value you less. Second is that, having a slim clue of those secrets, while my judgement wouldn’t change, it might take a while to digest and process the deeper truth.
It’s hard to express the feelings this poem invoked in me. I can only speak for myself, but, I have to disagree with you on this one. I can understand the sides of you I’m fortune enough to see are the sides of you, you allow me to see. I can understand that there are parts of your past that are very dark, and there are probably things you have said and done that you wish you could take back. I can also understand that due to every single regret, heartache, loss, and every other tragic event that has happened in your life, has created a darkness that still lives within you. I can also understand that darkness may get the better of you, sometimes, and in many forms; anger, jealousy, hatred. Am I getting close? What I cannot nor will not agree is that any of these things would ever make me judge you, or worse, warp my view of you. And if I were standing in front of you, the only change you would see in my eyes is my admiration for you increasing. All of these things, the darkness mixed with the light are all a part of you, the man I am fortunate enough to call my friend. Go easy on him, would ya?!
Thank you for your kind words. I appreciate your admiration. It is an intricate web of feelings although they do not express in any moments of anger, jealousy or hatred. Just the opposite, I don’t care enough to get any of those things. It is a bit of a disconnect that is hard to explain. Maybe someday over coffee… But i feel the love you send!
I didn’t mean to assume or imply, just grasping at straws, but WHATEVER your demons are, they couldn’t possibly make me think less of you. I would love to share conversation with you over coffee, sometime. I’m still waiting for the airplane story. And yes, I am sending you all the love I can muster. ❤
Ah, the airplane story, I had almost forgot. It has been so long since I have written anything editorially that I think I forget how.
If anyone can pull it off, it’s you. I have no doubts.