blink
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Sometimes
I don’t want to think
I don’t want to blink
I don’t want to imagine
I don’t want to be seen
A year is the blink of an eye
That sheds a tear,
That makes things clear.
A lot can change,
And stay the same.
As the eye opens
And sees the light
What once was a blur
Blink
The worst things happen when
All I can see is the back of my eyelids
Blink
But blink fast or you'll miss everything
But how would you know? You're eyes are closed
If you take a second and just look around..
left, right, up, and then down..
I want you to think to yourself what happens when your eyes close.
They tell me not to blink.
They tell me not to cover my eyes in shame or fear
or hate.
But I hide them because I cannot keep a smile on my
“oh so beautiful face”
and because lenses feign a human eye
Blink.
Brink.
Sink.
We, the people, lose touch
Technology and sin are important
Glory of creation, not so much
Blinking, we reach the ledge
It comes like a mist in the darkness
discreet and soft spoken.
So unkown and alien just like
the dark side fo the moon.
Comely as a ruby till
blood is drawn due to wrong.
