Those Who Have Been Blinded Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

We have traveled and traveled far.
To touch the sun, the moon and the stars.
All in this hope of unlocking the soul within us.
Set us free from these chains we bind ourselves with.
Spitting out these demons, who look a lot like us.
But are they?
Or are they imposter's, to reflect what we see ourself as.
An impressionists art.
Does it stick to the mind.
Not wanting let go.
Surrendering ourselves to truth over an ego full of pride.
We are weak, but we can also be strong.
The question is to know where which emotion belongs.
And appetite to eat, before anybody else gets a chance.
Next running off to dance, but is it too soon?
Should we have waited till others came and went.
When smoke rises and you can no longer see the night sky.
Can you still say you have clarity?
Hyperventilating from your own hysteria.
It is only man that lives within his own madness and blames others around him for it.