They eyes of another...
Watching You
Wanting You
You're no longer mine to claim, yet...
Jealousy.
In its most raw form,
Jealousy.
An ever-growing green torment feeding upon my soul.
Jealousy.
And those eyes continue to watch you,
Almost admiring you
Almost claiming you
But mostly wanting you.
The same eyes who only months ago
I could've turned to and looked at in defiance.
Yet now, I can do nothing
but stand here idly,
clutching at my sides,
trying to hold myself together
while the monster inside me rears its ugly head
Slowly tearing away at my heart.
And the eyes
Always watching you
Always wanting you
But silently I pray
That they don't claim you.
Author notes
Written after a sudden burst of jealousy...
it's one of my first poems ever. I'd appreciate criticism 
What did you think
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I can really relate to this poem, I know what it's like Especially when you need to be silent during it all. Very painful!! Thanks for poistng and welcome to AP!
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