Should’ve embraced
The ambiguity
Denying the day’s
Ordinary chaos
My eyes sewn yet I see
Discomforting agony
Seventy nine stitches
Piercing into me
I’ve become the assailant
Watching over my creation
Surrendering my absence of reality
Feeble minds, calloused hides
Bloodsucking parasites
Severed ties, vile lies
It’s all dust in my eyes
The needle loops one more time
Threading my weary eyes shut
Wildfire’s burning
Their cinder’s soaring
I feel the heat
Under my bare feet
I grab those embers
And burn my eyes
Into nothingness
Yet still I see