blind to death.
If my mouth stops speaking
would the fear of my heart echo
and rebound off my barriers
which I built
to protect myself from society ?
If my heart stops beating
will my heartache subside ?
or will my pain still linger
in every single stab wound
of which I self inflicted
to try and ease this pain ?
If my lungs collapsed instantly
would you notice I've stopped breathing?
Take a moment of your time
to spend in silence
perhaps even pretend to mourn ?
If only you'd take a minute to accept
The truth that your eyes have denied
Have you realised I've stopped speaking yet
Realised my heart's stopped beating yet?
Noticed I'm not breathing yet ?
It seems that your eyes
aren't working yet
dearest Mother of mine.
When you finally find a cure for blindness
be sure that your eyes
are the first to look and see
the death which lays in mine.