Blind

Staring in the
 Face of fallacy
 And stepping on the
 Glass of serenity
 While sleeping in the
 Arms of irony
 I find you
 You taste the crime
 And slowly remind me
 Of times when the light
 Was blinding
 To me
 And the glow
 Is getting bright
 But it's not light
 Sipping from the
 Cup of tragedy
 Entangled in the
 Web of vanity
 While spitting in the
 Face of sanity
 I find you
 The peace in your mind
 Is deceptive by design
 The pride behind your eyes
 Is blinding
 And the glow
 Is getting white
 But it's not
 Light
 It's the daylight
 Breaking down
 In your mind
 As the darkness tells it's
 Solitary lie
 It's not light
 It's not light
 It's not the light
 That's blinding
 And the glow
 Is getting white
 But it's not
 Light
 It's the daylight
 Breaking down
 In your mind
 As the darkness tells it's
 Solitary lie
 It's not light
 It's not light
 It's not the light
 That's blinding
 It's not the light
 That's blinding