Insanity lurks on the outskirts of my mind

. . .

Yonder, lagging yet yonder

Only now my eyes are blind

Unable to comprehend my thoughts

Racing, forever relentlessly racing

 

To a place yet to find

Wherever I go, wherever I turn

Out there or deep within me

 

Eyes, I feel eyes staring

Yet all look the same

Eyes staring, blank faces

Shouting questions of blame

 

Are you still staring, seeking my eyes

Replaying the frame, eyes and blank faces

Erstwhile forever a thought I once cared

 

So many questions remain just in kind

Ornately framed on a wall in my mind  

 

Dare I not look intensely to what lies beyond

Eloquently hidden in your still, still heart

Are the same questions lingering there

Dead to feelings that once was a part

 

Thus I have been blinded, or so it seems

Oh what a miserable, sad state to be

 

My eyes are no longer able to see

Everything once we shared in me.