Blind to See

The guilt's a ghost that haunts my chest. Every move I could've

made, second guessed. Once the sky was painted bright and blue.

Now it's drenched in a darker hue. The clock, it marks,

it won't rewind. I was deaf to the whispers, blind to the signs.

Blind to see, blind to feel what you needed, what was real. Now the echoes

scream your name. I'm the spark that fed the flame. Blind to see,

too blind to be what you deserve from me. From me.

From me. The laughter's faded, left a scar. Our moments scattered