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