legion

I have lost it
I have lost my sight

I have lost it
I no longer see

I have lost it
I have lost sight of the light

I can't see it but it surrounds me
In my hole, there is a lot of it

Blinded by it, yet it's all around me
I no longer see the light



In my hole, I yearn for liberty
My hole is filled with light

Yet I am bound and restricted
So much around me yet little I have

Of the little I have, barely any is mine
Of what is mine, almost nothing is good

It seems all I have is the hole and the blinding light
Take it all away, all of it, better nothing than rubbish

No light, no hole, but leave me with my blindness
Let it be all I ever have left


They come for me seasonally, They think I am alone
They peep into my hole to see if I am alive or dead

They come  to see if I have lost it or I still have it
My sanity, they come to feed me with pills to keep me

They force it down my throat with bitterness and radicalism
I reject their treatments, my mind disgorges their sanity pills

They think I need help, but it's out of their reach and prowess
They try to get me help that they need, they have been at it long

They pry a crowbar down the mind's mutex, trying too hard
Too hard and too fast to understand, understand it in entirety

Understand all I have and don't, all the while in my hole
They seek help from outside, beyond the walls of my hole


They find solutions to problems that belongs to them
Their problems they know not of, yet they bask in it's aurora

My mind is possessed and plagued by many trenches
My thoughts are not with their lights, literature and Ken

They are trying to help me, working hard and tirelessly
Day and night, night and day. by the time they will be done

They will go seeking help themselves, To all their problems
For I am legion, a mind of many shades and trenches.