i see things when i close my eyes, like an alternate reality.
i don’t know what to trust, my open eyes, or the eyes that see what’s in my mind.
it’s like looking backward and looking forward.
i can’t tell what the future will really be, but i can think of how i want it.
i can also think of how i don’t want it, and hope that it doesn’t really happen that way.
but there’s no control, i lost it.
my mind is now running rampant on me and i can’t slow it down.
every thought i have ends horribly.
every dream i have is sweet and sour.
i sing these songs of hope, wishing the lyrics were my own.
all i can write is a melancholy song.
slow and sluggish, dragging sorrow at my feet.
there’s no spark to my thoughts.
no light ahead because i am blind.
i see darkness and blackness, and then two specks of bright blue.
his eyes bring me out of the dark.
his eyes bring me back to reality,
how can i want anything more when i see him?
i couldn’t ask for anything better than being able to see him.
i want to be able to touch him.
but being able to see him is just as good.
he is wonderful. (: