To See The World

What's the point of this sight?

I can't stand this bleak world,

Every day is the same sight,

I need to see more,

This is not right,

Tired of these long nights,

This life won't satisfy,

Where is the world I've never seen before,

I no longer want to be a slave to my mind,

Sick of my mind’s choir singing its desires.

What's the point of this sight?

If all I see is the horror of this world,

Everything has a dark aura,

I don't wanna see these things anymore,

What I see in the mirror is a nightmare,

Rid me of this reflection,

I hate this complexion,

My perception is only a misconception,

Infestation is the creation,

Every concept is a mess,

In my mind,

It will lead me to death,

And it will not be relieved in my last breath.

What's the point of this sight?

I want to live pure,

Is there a cure,

I raise the knife to my eyes,

Without sight, I can disconnect reality from my mind,

It's only a thin line,

Live life by perception without the eyes' deception,

What I feel with my fingertips will be real,

Atom to atom,

With my ears,

I will hear what the wind says,

They will think I'm a madman,

But madam,

I will be more here than any man,

I want to feel every grain of sand,

Is it insanity,

To bury my mind in the sand?

If I can not die,

Then this is how I will be reborn,

Because I rotted away,

Due to my heart being torn,

Because I was led astray,

Due to my mind being foreign.

Now, why am I crying?

Because I can't help but want more,

Why am I trying?

Because this is how I was born,

What's the point of this sight?

To not live a life of lies.

To know the world is not just right.