The lights are blinding.
Glaring shines that pierce
my blurring view

My eyes are blinding.
Missing obvious hints sprinkled
along clear-cut hues

My ears are ringing.
Blaring warnings whispered
through the noise of your silence.

My heart is blinding.
Drowning in raveled knots
of hope misconstrued

The lights are blinding.
Seeing nothing of value
within the trust I gave you