The struggle to dream
 
Darkness surrounds my eyes
 
Covering the future
 
fooling me into falsities
 
Watching me struggle
 
Laughing at pain
 
There I am
 
pulling at the blindfold
 
Telling it to stop
 
Tearing at the lies
 
removing the fabric
 
It fights me
 
it tells me it's what I want
 
It tells me it's best for me
 
It tells me no one will approve
 
It withholds love
 
How dare I try
 
There isn’t a view to see, it insists
 
But I don’t trust it
 
There is more to see
 
more to feel
 
more to know
 
And it doesn't get a chance to tell me how
 
Because without it,
 
I can be me.
 
 
~Copyright 2014, Mary D'Alba/Spiritualitygirl