You’re the glistening blade in the dark of the night
Slicing this flesh without the need for sight
You sharpen your knife
With the rough parts of my life
Deftly cutting away
The despair and dismay
Bleeding the thoughts that break and betray

Phantom fingers pull pieces free
The bricks from the mortar surrounding my very existence
With this flimsy film dividing air from blood
A passion trapping breath
Leaving it clear to see the inevitable death
Of thought and love and life and hope
Dismal despair at the end of my rope

These elements keep me locked away
Hidden from everything but the mind’s eye
The nightly torment of seeking my sight
Through thoughts that fill my mind with fears
And my days with blight
Hands tied tight
A torment to not hold and feel
What is not meant to be so real in life

Within hope I can dream
Breaking dawns of a new day
Where on the horizon I’m not blind, but granted sight
Where my mind can see beyond the light
Beyond the reality of this life
To the one that can make this real
To expose all that I can think and feel
To show the world what my mind’s eye can see
To open my prison and set me free
To be the muse that I need you to be

But alas, you will always be invisible to me