Blinded (old poem)
“Blinded”
I’m reaching outwardly
They don’t see
I’m still here
Yet, I’m no where near
Can you see me?
You who don’t know my name
Holding on to shred of faith
Yet all else is to blame
I am just the messenger
I am here to only proclaim
I will help you hear the whispers
As He calls your name
I know you are hurting
The pains so deep down under
Know you are never without help
When answers seem so vain
I am the guardian
I will help you to see
Just where do you think you’re going?
There’s only so far to proceed
I know what you need
You think you are so alone
But no one can ever be
We are blinded by misery