Bleak

My vision isn’t what it seems

I try to focus but it’s a fight;

the light in my eyes have grown dim

now everything for me is a strain,

what I was sure of now no longer remains.

I don’t see it getting better

no matter what I try to do;

these problems won’t go away

since my world is blurry everyday

and these specs I wear are just for show.

I wish for how things used to be;

when my vision was clear and bright.

Things weren’t as bad back then;

wrong was wrong and right was right

and we knew exactly what to expect.

Soon everything will become dark

I know my future isn’t very bright;

what I see in my mind’s eye won’t matter

though I know this darkness isn’t forever;

it has to get worse before it gets better.

Copyright by NewLife2008