Blindness
unending darkness
always there
a place to hide
to be safe,
but a weakness
to not understand
when you hear about the stars
what they look like,
they say open your eyes and see
luminescent orbs resting in the velvety black sky,
but you cannot
you will always be
in a midnight sanctuary
a world all your own
loved and hated
trusted yet feared
your past and your future
your hopes and dreams,
everything looks different in your imaginative mind,
everyone tries to explain what things look like
they act like you grieve your
present, past, future condition,
but you don't
you derive comfort from it,
your dark paradise...
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