Disdain, by Justin Gonzales

Disdain

Disdain, disdain, such utter disdain,

For all things that cause such pain

For all things that cause such sorrow,

Disdain, disdain, such utter disdain,

No light, no relief,

Just sorrow and grief,

Disdain, disdain, such utter disdain,

You carry me through each day, each day.

As you pass by, Unknown to your eye, I stand there in silence, As pain pierces my resilience, I become weak in the knees,

Blind, I’m blind I cannot see What is this thing, it torments me… I cannot run, I cannot hide For my sight has left me