Blind Sight #Poetry

Words, verbs, adjectives, nouns.
Describing forces I write down.
Flowing from my toes to head.
I stir awake in my bed.

Lakes of coins, dreams of doubt.
Why cant I figure this life out.
Questions run through my mind.
So many sights I see blind.

Passion I have yet care I lack.
Why dose life seems so black?
I know what’s right, I know what’s wrong.
Yet I find it hard to be strong.

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