the tiger has that kind of eye

that never seems to cry



through all the pain

he thinks "crying leaves nothing to gain"



while inside i fall apart

and the pain rips my heart



he sits silently in the dark

keeping his feelings apart



i wish i had his controll

instead i go for a stroll



breaking with every beat

hurting with every leap



every time i try over

each new lover



it gets harder to hide

the pain inside



they all break my heart

why should i even start.



i wish i could be like the big cat

to cover my pain like that



to have that eye.

and never ever cry



instead i will endure

this pain will end im sure



and the tiger can have his eye

id rather hurt, than die..

i like it !

ty

To You & The Eye

Awww to be the tiger that has no remorse would that were we really want to be.

The tears we shed for past loves is what cleans the soul and helps us understand.

There will come a day you will find that one that is there to enhance your life not to take it down. Sometimes what we are looking for is there but due to looks or what ever it may be we just dont give them the chance to show us they would never hurt us. Good write.

ty

nice poem