; lyht leaves the eyes—expelled by a relentless laesr of poignant realisation that reality is but absurdism x impossibility.

Wednesday, 16 January 2013

dipshit sonnet

i thought i knew what it took
but my hand sucks
letting my guard down never did me any good

but a dark dreamscape covers my eyes
every time
comforting darkness
and whispers sweetly, "it's gonna be okay"

a car on fire
a person on fire
but the light is concealed so perfectly

i cant see a thing

the truth is
i was blind by birth

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