Bitter Brightness

A perceived reality seen in light Leaves a lack of mystery. Nothing to be wondered or created. But forfeit this light to the black And endure a cognizance stimulated. Nothingness lurks around every corner. The senses struggle to understand What is unknown. Simultaneously, a caged mind Is free to roam. Life engulfed in the shadows Reveals a potential universe. One never before seen Or felt by anyone. For it originates and dwells Within one's own creation. Hope and fear, among its many productions In response to imaginary manifestations. So does the authenticity of these senses Suggest a reality unseen? Or is sight dominant To that of feeling? Perhaps seeing in light dismisses The senses that dominate in darkness. Would one doubt the eyes In an alternate dimension of lightlessness? A shaded reality's inevitable demise Ultimately revealed as it creeps toward The bitter brightness.