Stigmatism
Breaking from illusions
They glue my perception
Making me question
Is reality real?
I use to be blind but now I can feel
Like reading the words in a 3rd eyed braille
No question to an answer I can’t see
Insight the look within
Because the power is within me
I shine my light to expose the veil
Comprehension is the tool
Only the worthy can wield
So follow my tracks an board this train
The only stop is the station
Of which there is more to gain
I can take you to your destination
With the speed of a bullet
If you could see the translation
Sight sight sight
Why must you linger?
To have a pinpointed view
To yourself you must point the finger
Some boast there dark side
But the light gently shines
You must view it from a fixed angle
Or it’s you the light will blind
Binded in chains of perception
Viewing a false reality
Too dull too sense any casualty