BLIND SIGHT

 

Long ago, we shared a dream pure like a virgin stream
blind to the world yet through my sightless eyes I heard
birds singing as one I rejoiced in the warmth of the sun
and the rainbow glowed true around the halo I made of you
 

 

I saw the dream go rancid
and putrefy with the stains
of a few hungry men on the
lap I loved so much and protest
in me screamed till my eyes
bled wrenched from their
sockets by fingers of hate
 

 

Unseeing, without dread, I stumbled down the path you led
blind in love unable to stand my heart held warm in your hand
life was heaven on earth and each day a wonderful birth
why did you make me see why couldn't you just let me be
 

Why do eyes see what they
don't need to and reality mocks
like the taunting of a diseased
whore while you stand helpless
unable to draw your gaze away
till revulsion envelops you in
its fetid cocoon and tired eyes
cringe at each cruel whiplash
 

The colours are shallow and pale, each smell offensive and stale
your flowers have lost their sheen yet remind me of what might've been
if this is the world you wanted to show then my eyes can only say no
kill those eyes you once loved so much, blind me again with your touch.

  

Bittersweet

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