Do Not

Do not believe, 

in a world where blindness

is only the darkness we feel, 

where pain stands

before you.

Bound with emotion,

we who see the dance

on the eve of the rising storm,

knowing

love is but the feeling felt,

after a heart is broken.

We tell

the tales of yesterday as fresh

as the freshest flowers blooming

today.

In a time when pain stands

before you, 

hiding behind a mask of smiles. 

You feel pain alone, giving comfort

in songs of laughter, a silent

soul, a hand to touch.

A moment shared, where mortality 

is bound by emotions held in

darkness.

Do not believe,

in a world where blindness,

is only the darkness we feel.

©ScottlB