Isn't it Brillant when you relise your Blind,
to the truth the lies and everything you find.
nothing shimmers through your dithered eyes,
not an ounce of anything not even demise.
just a black hole of the awaken,
a semi formed mutation.
an empty shell of your human formation.
DOn't you think its brillant to finally open your eyes
the dust making you blink with watering eyes
see the beauty of things you can't see
without the dirt suffcating