I'm running out of inspiration

Lately...

I have kept my eyes closed 

For a decade now

I can't tell black from white

For I can't find a single, lonely soul

In this dark eerie night

You can't keep me sheltered

World teaches me an art

A dull sun, a burning moon,

And a dead, beating heart

Strip all the colors down

I'll worship you raw

Your smile doesn't inspire me anymore

Like the way your flaw

I don't need all of them

In one confined room

I will learn all the things 

as the time comes

While my life disappears in fumes...

-Eena