As I sit along this tree, those deep and dark eyes stare into mine. You want my tears to fall into your hands. You smile waiting for me to reach out to you in comfort. Through your eyes, you see a woman who appears hopeless and in need of her desires to be filled. One who has lost their way perhaps? So close she has let you get to her. All you need now is for her to tell you yes so you can add power to that ugly name. But I assure you you are wasting your time. Everyone knows one can only see so far in darkness. The only way to see things clearly and for what they really are is with Light. You smile but have yet to realize you have been sitting here, so close, waiting on me for years and yet you are still stuck in that same spot. My tears won’t fall into your hands because He continues to catch them. My desires are temporary and can never fill me with this unconditional love. I will admit, stubbornness can be tiring, which is why I regularly come to my Father’s tree. But I assure you, even as you continue to fix your eyes on me, hopelessness is no longer within me. Those dark eyes may always follow me, but through your attempts, I am reassured that my life has great meaning.
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My Wandering Eyes
Eyes constantly moving left to right, right to left. I can easily see what is around me, yet blind to the crippling of my own two feet. As I look around, I start feeling as though all eyes are fixed on me, piercing through my skin, looking into my soul. Paranoia sets in; I am holding myself captive in my own mind. Trying to protect myself from what isn’t there. An illusionist hero. But soon paranoia turns into sickness. I now understand that this mental captivity I put myself in and this illusion I created is destroying me. I am my own disease…God I come to You for peace. Take this burden away from me before it consumes me any further. Cleanse my eyes and restore my mind. Help me to stay on your everlasting path of righteousness and redemption. I don’t want these wandering eyes to deceive me from this day forward…I must control these thoughts before it becomes very difficult for me to tell the difference between what I see and reality.