Eyes blinded by tears that refuse to fall
A never ending blur of blackness
Hand reached out for something to hold
A guide of something
A touch of something familiar
But just textures and temperatures
Eyes wide yet only nothingness
Familiar voices of faces once seen
How sometimes I long to see thee
A blessing yet curse bestowed upon me
The memories of you echo
Like flash frames of light
Your face brightens the darkness
My voice yells loudly for you
Only to fall upon silenced ears
Your voice rings a melody
So bittersweet and yearning
Longing for your touch
For our love that blinded me
A Blessing yet curse betowed upon me
