Bleed it your way

Blinded by the vision held by these two peepholes,
i can see clearly only when my mind is gone,
floating on the only evidence that life is just a big sea of coal
ribbit in the pond,
blackened by desire,
corrupted by the fate of living restricted  
from very existence of your own creativity.
the mind. that gave power to the masses,
and killed the very thing that created it,
humanity at its finest,