Able to see.
See in a tactile way
See, see, see but need to speak too.
Or they do
But they need their reader.
They don't smile, they just stay
They don't breath, just keep being.
They hold, trying not to let out
Not, speechless.
When they can't take it
They go alone, they cry unseen. Never seen.
They make other eyes sad
They hurt only the most beautiful eyes.
Silent eyes