Thursday, November 8, 2012

Blind


by Christina Issa

the stark light of love
has left me blinded to the core
my insides are illuminated
for your soul i weep no more

instead i weep for all the places i cant go
the distances i wont cross
the places i'll never know

i feel it in the depths of my breath
the ache of control
two humans that love
also take a toll

the hardest thing to do is
let go of what you know
but a blind bat doesn't float
unless it has somewhere to go

but to be blinded is to be lit up
with a visually clean slate
i dont see you any more
all i feel is your weight