Your Love Is Blind Poem by William Breland

If you came a searching, you'll never find, because of your hatefulness, your love is blind. Never will you hurt me, because my heart is pure, stuck in your ugly world, forever you'll endure. People have touched me, in so many ways, they talk to me when i'm down, and brighten up my days. When I said I love you, I felt it in my heart, you then destroyed it, by tearing us apart. Now I can say this, and know in my mind, that I meant nothing to you, for your love is blind.