Although my eyes are fine, my mind impairs the sight,

The window pane seems fair to me, the looking glass surreal,

Eternal war against myself along reflected light

No longer trust the image, it is different every night,

I walk a desert, the mirage a glittering ideal,

Although my eyes are fine, my mind impairs the sight

It’s devastating to not know your very wrong and right,

A flower plain where every plant shares one appeal,

Eternal war against myself along reflected light

Touch every particle of sand, my fingers they ignite,

It wails, I do not flinch, but listen with a zeal,

Although my eyes are fine, my mind impairs the sight

My upturned head sees darkness albeit the sun shines bright,

I’m bleeding out, but I refuse my right to heal,

Eternal war against myself along reflected light

This arid death, I clench the earth with all my might,

Yet every time I hear a sound I follow it and kneel,

Although my eyes are fine, my mind impairs the sight

Eternal war against myself along reflected light