Through My Eyes: A Collection of Words, Poems, and Random Thoughts

By Michael Nunez

What do you see when you look at the world? The answer is subjective. Through My Eyes displays the world through the eyes of a child who has been hurt one too many times. Good times or bad, it paints a vivid picture of life, love, and loss.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Apr 6, 2011
• ISBN: 9781257409938

Book preview

thankful.

1,000 Times

Turn your back and walk away

With no idea what I have done

The rain drops sting my face

Masking my tears as you walk away

How many times can I say

I'm sorry

How many times will you

Laugh in my face

It has been said

A thousand times before

How am I

Supposed to trust you

So you have come

Crawling back to me

With tears in your eyes

Try to tell me some sad story

You dropped me for him

Because he has more money

And look what happened

It had finally come around

You fucked him behind my back

never giving it a second thought

But little did you know

It would soon bite you in the ass

So here we are

Six months later

You are begging me

To take you back

I sit and pretend

To listen to you cry

But all i can think

It serves you right

As I walk away

To carry on my life

I hear you say

I'm sorry

Another Day

Another day

Living with

What you have done

No peace to come

For your soul

As you see me move on

And live my life

You can't help but wish

That somewhere inside

I still love you

But you threw away

Everything that we had

Just to suit your needs

And killed a part of me

That I can never get back

So sit back and watch

As I slowly get over you

And live my life in peace

Free from the hell

That you created for me

I will watch you wince

As you realize what you have done

And what you have lost

The one person that made you happy

The one you truly loved

A single tear

Falls from your eye

As I walk away

I hear you whisper

I'm sorry.

Awakening

Early morning sunshine

Warms my back

Sitting on this park bench

Pouring out my heart

Looking up from this paper

Watching every one begin their day

Slowly it dawns on me

This isn't such a bad place

So call