Even after washing and rinsing this thing I call a face,
My eyes still don’t see the clarity I want them to see
The lines are not straight and my head aches
I’m not used to uncertainty or this feeling of not knowing what’s next
After cleaning my glasses and wearing them over and over again
My eyes still don’t see the lucidity I want them to see
And I’m too tired to keep holding on if all I’m going to see are blurred lines
My strength is fading off day by day like the blurriness of those lines
All I can now see are faded strength, dwindled vision, and lest I forget, blurred lines..
Hi y’all, I’m going to start sharing my poems on here as well.. I hope you’re well🙃🤍 Bye!
Love you all always 🤗🤗