As my eyesight blurs with age
but at the same time ironically
my inner vision has improved
a bittersweet /double-edged sword
I spent so long hiding in a semi-conscious state
trying to sleep my life away and hide from pain
the years past and so did my youth
There is a new pain that I have acquired
besides the typical aches and pains
It is the realization that (even in all its splendor)
this world is a scary place, not just my home
or my corner but a circus called civilization
I still fear the monster hiding under my bed
or is the monster actually inside of me?
Moral dilemmas play on my conscience
but there never seems to be an answer
Being afraid in the past I leaped
into a life of darkness in its finest form
I danced with the other monsters
the fear of climbing a ladder for
fear of falling can make us resort
to the extreme of jumping off the
roof of a building, as I mentioned
my sight is fading but my insight is 20/20
but do I really want to see?
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