What I Saw In Those Eyes

It has been said the eyes are the windows to the soul. I saw into one of those windows and it was not good. The words were of love, tears and heartache. Words meant to mean something. But the eyes were only of hate. A dark pool of nothingness. Devoid of feeling anything close to love. I have seen these eyes before. Each time they are the same dark and menacing. Looking but not seeing. Eyes of hate, eyes showing the truth the words cannot.