Random Mental Mayhem

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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