Your Own Eyes

Your face goes numb in the freezing rainYet you can no longer feel the coldFrozen to the spot it happenedLike you are physically unable to moveUnable to seek shelterUnable, or unwillingShattered hopes and startling surprisesThe truth beheld one afternoonThe mind struggles to make sense of itHow could your eyes see what your heart denies?How can your heart believe what your eyes have seen?Any step away from that spot is a step closer to homeCloser to confrontationCloser to the affirmation of painYou remain planted like a tree to the sidewalkThe rain camouflages the tearsThat contrast the hope that you are desperately longing to cling toPeople pass by paying no mindUnconcerned and unfeeling as you wish you were
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