My Old Eyes

When I close my weary eyes

I find the things that I despise 

And in my heart the feelings rise 

The ones that I can't stand 

I am afraid of whats to come 

And where all of the pain is from

Then I hear the beating drum 

Of the man approaching 

My eyes anticipate the worst 

And as they open they are nursed 

By the one who was never cursed 

And I fully embrace him

Love is the only cause 

That made the man cease and pause 

And cover all the broken laws 

that haunted my own heart

I recount all that happened to me

Of how the man so full of glee

With a heavenly decree

Healed my broken heart

But they only laugh and scoffs

They say im a pig in the wide troughs

And dismiss me with their bitter coughs

And condemn me to life alone

Despite the seclusion and ridcule

He sits upon a higher stool 

And from my heart removes the spool 

Of thread thats called "Despair"

He pulls me up out of the night

And promises never to take flight 

He has already won the fight 

Against the wicked blinder