There was a desert windBlowing that nightIt arrived quite suddenlyMoving in from east to westDry and bitterJumping on meFrom the coreOf the mountain itselfPelting exposed skinViolently transformingMy budding expectationsFor the evening aheadThis momentThe very spot I stoodWould be oneNever …
passion
Blind… But Now I see
The BlindnessI’ve lived a life as a blind manBlinded by sadness, pain, and sorrowBlinded by the religion forced down my throatBlinded by the choices made to numb, avoid, and ignore the roarThe DarknessThe darkness slowly eating my soulThe darkness slowly sucking the lifeThe darkness constantly …