You don't see me
But I watch over you
A few too many eyes perhaps
Some might call it creepy
Some "the fear of god"
But I need to see, so, so deeply
I need to look into your eyes so that I can see your truth
And help you walk it.
I need to look into your eyes so that I can see your fears
And help you calm them
I need to look into your eyes so that I can see your dreams
And help you reach them
I need to look into your eyes so that I can see your hurts
And avenge them
I need to look into your eyes so that I can see your pain
And protect you
I'm your angel, you see
And I need these eyes
To watch over you
We often come in the mild
You can't see the overwhelming power behind and within us
Because you don't need to
You need a smile, a hand, an ear, a loving message
And within those little things
Divinity moves
About the Creator
Karen LaRue
I am Karen LaRue (She/Her) a North Carolina writer of poetry and witchy things of most sorts. I belive life is full of wonder and we don't always stop to see it. Taking the time to look and listen makes life worth living!
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