My eyes my eyes
They tell me lies
I know my ears
Have failed
For years
The light shines on
an elaborate illusion
A prickly rose bush
Of confusion
From the pedals
To the thorns
Ignorance is torn
I savored the sweet sent of roses
An now find myself sinking
Into the dust
Aug 9, 2018
Aug 9, 2018 at 12:10 PM UTC
My eyes my eyes
They tell me lies
I know my ears
Have failed
For years
The light shines on
an elaborate illusion
A prickly rose bush
Of confusion
From the pedals
To the thorns
Ignorance is torn
I savored the sweet sent of roses
An now find myself sinking
Into the dust
