Blind.........
Light has left… my eyes now
I sit here in the darkness that surrounds
Your words could …penetrate
This rotting unholy Darkened place
I’m not just…
Blind of light… thru my eyes
I can’t see pictures in my mind
I don’t know…
Your face now… can’t picture it
Or anything else ever again
Nothing… Now silence… Now darkness
My ears and eyes don’t need to exist
I can’t feel my heart or my fingers on my face
Is it myself or just this place?
I’m not just…
Blind of light… thru my eyes
I can’t see pictures in my mind
I don’t know
Your face now... can’t picture it
Or anything else ever again
If I could… reach you there
Get outside of this hole in here
I don’t think… you could recognize me
I am a nothing a disease
I’m not just..
Blind of light… thru my eyes
I can’t see pictures in my mind
I don’t know…
Your face now… can’t picture it
Or anything else ever again
Saturday, May 1, 2010
~ Blind ~
Posted by fzia at 1:49 AM
Labels: poem (love)
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