Open your eyes and tell me what you see?
A simple pawn, playing a Kings game.
Capture those feelings of sorrow and pain.
Hold them ransom and accept one’s fate.
Open your eyes and tell me what you see?
A tyrannical game not fit for me.
The sheep are lead by wolves to the slaughter.
Shall my own innocence be sacrificed to lead?
Open your eyes and tell me what you see?
Through the looking glass,
Pain, confusion and madness become pleasantries.
So sweet, so soft, we want to cope.
Cope with an idea that it makes us strong.
Accepting an anomaly of sorts.
Like opening a box of delicate chocolates.
Pick your poison…
Now close your eyes and repeat after me.
Vanquish the pain,
Unravel the madness,
Sort the confusion,
Conquer the sadness.
With those eyes,
Gaze upon the horizon.
For where one chapter closes, another arises.
-Neseknows
