You see only the light in my eyes,
you cannot see what's behind them.
Funny how they say
eyes are the windows to the soul.
Guess I have better shutters.
I cannot let you,
will not let you,
see what lays behind my eyes.
The darkness within is mine,
and mine alone to bear.
You cannot shine your
little light in there,
cannot brighten what
I keep locked away.
Inside is truly a frightening place,
a veritable kingdom of
creatures, monsters,
all manner of fears.
All are me, and none are.
The shades within are all that
protect you, guard you,
from me.
You could not handle what
I hold within me,
it would consume you,
eat you whole and spit you out again.
Leaving you hollow and empty.
So it's best not to pick through my mind.
Leave the gates alone,
lest you let the darkness of my soul
out to play, out to feed.