Random Mental Mayhem
- Tony Brennan
- Jan 28
- 1 min read
If there is a way to incite
The ever elusive
Will to write
I beseech the gods of dark
And light
To know the route
Away from left to right
I can turn a blind eye
Yet still have sight
Turn pale with fear
But not feel fright
While drowning in nothing
I'll swim into sight
When hope surrenders
I'll be here
Continuing to fight
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