My eyes, like two planets of fire, drift in a quiet place of this universe where no one dares to go looking.
They blaze, they drown, they vanish into the vastness…
And still, they weep for you
For every truth you refuse to witness,
For every path you abandon that once led you to me.
My heart, weary like a horse, broken by too many storms,
Finds shelter only in the echoes of your footprints
Trailing after the remnants of a love too wild to be named.
You do not see.
You cannot see.
And I am worn and frightened by the thought that one day
I might finally break free from this beautiful, unbearable madness.
My fury is not cruelty.
It is the grief I was never allowed to speak.
And you…
You still can not see me.
THE WONDERMIND 