Blind- Chasity Hamilton

I don't mind
being blind
to all the things I can't handle.


Then the night settles in-
the bitter loneliness
I refuse to share...
to share with you.


And it feels like falling
into all my final thoughts-
before I lost myself.


My steady hands
that never shook,
now tremble as I cling.


And I'll try to get through,
break through the black curtain
of my eyes.


And no,
I wouldn't mind being blind to...
being blind to...
all the things I forget to remember.


And I just can't share
this feeling-
the past from which I run.


I'm too busy being strong to take you down...
down this road....
down into darkness....


And I wouldn't mind
being blind to
all the things I ignore-
to what made me who I am.


And I see that I don't.
And I hear what I won't....
What I won't cling to....


Its 2 a.m.
and I'll pretend I don't need anyone...
no, I don't need anyone.


The dark shadows come to play,
my mind it takes a turn-
a turn to what I run from.


And I'll lay broken.
I'll lay here and will it all away.
Because I'm too busy being strong
to share my path with you.


Its a one way street
full of hidden motives..
and I can't walk with you-
yet I don't walk alone.


This is when,
the night settles in-
the bitter loneliness
I refuse to share...
to share with you.


And I wouldn't mind...
being blind to...
being blind to-

to everything I've known-
the night I can't share with you.