One’s eyes are useless, when one’s mind is blind.

When thick smog clouds your comprehension of reality, shut your eyes. Shut them so tight.

Trying to re-open them seems futile- their lids are impossibly heavy.

Waves of emotion come crashing through, breaking the seal.

Suddenly, nothing. The waves die, the tide withdraws and you’re left with nothing.

Dry and bitter- like a strong gin.

Paying less attention to the world surrounding, seeing through tired eyes.




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