Blind Focus, 08/14/2015, Deon Mumple
When there is nothing but darkness
Blinding pain, infection
Eyes open, but no focal point
No dim flicker of light to guide
My eyes dilated, seething stress
Searching for direction,
With everyone to disappoint
Crushing me, the burden inside
If the light turned on, would it bless?
I would fail inspection
Cursed in eternal soul disjoint
No hope, and nowhere I could hide
My fault, my impossible mess.