If I Could See Pt.2 Poem by William Levy

Nothing in my head
Nothing in my dreams
I will wake, eat, and sleep until dead
Nothing ever satisfies it seems

Put your mark on me
I will be a target for your pity
This is what I was meant to be
No one understands and nor do I

Trying to sort through fields of reasons
Finding time as the only demon
Who forces reality down my throat
With each passing season

I do not want a cure
I want an explanation
I may never experience true imagination
But God, tell me why i will never have this one
sensation.

If I could see I would follow paths never known