Vision Defect

Nothing made him happy

i never heard him smile.

He tried a little bit

Just nothing worth his while.

You could tell by looking

That something wasn't right.

He kept his thoughts inside him

And darkness was his light.

Even in a crowd

He always felt alone.

Thats why he never left

His dark and lonely home.

All was dark and eerie

In everything he wrote.

Happiest thing he's written

Has to be his suicide note.

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Lindsey Fleetwood's picture

wow...how ironic, hu?

very well writen. i like it!

-lindsey