Blind

Love is Blind
To those with a weakened mind.

Anyone can say the words, "I love you,"
But who do you really mean it to?

Friends or family?
Can you not see?
These words do not mean a thing
Sometimes, not even to me.

I hear them daily
But they will not save me.
From the darkness of being alone
That I have always seen.

My heart is empty
My mind is weak
But now true love
Is what I dearly seek.

Will I find that love before long?
Will my heart be able to sing that song?

Maybe now, Maybe then
I know by then my heart will mend.