Blind Sighted

Blind Sighted

A Poem by if i were a season i'd be winter

Blindsighted- can't see what's right in front of me

Blindsighted- can't see the waves crashing over the sea

             Stumbling

                     Crumbling

                            Falling apart all over me

Only seeing what others can't see

Only seeing the world as it feels to me

Blindsighted- too blind not to be free

© 2008 if i were a season i'd be winter


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Added on February 27, 2008