Blurry Vision Poem by leticia s david

Blurry Vision



How does it feel to know that all you have achieved amounts to nothing?

Why is it that sometimes reality fails in comparison to dreams?

When did these people of visions populate my thoughts?

What did they do to make me feel alive?

The answer is I don't know...........but I do understand.

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