Waking Up Blind

Take not your hand from mine, hold it tight!
Speak so that I hear a voice and it calms
For despite eyes wide open they find no sight!
Tell me do you see nought but the darkness
Or do these windows deceive the light?

Sleepless nights are a forced kind of blind,
Insomnia stays though eyelids are tightly shut
And dreams and nightmares no longer exist!
But are replaced between the nights and days
By a conscience state of mind that drifts.

With vision blurring as eyes grow sore,
And dullness sets in from keeping them closed
I remain in my sleepless bed a blind man,
Praying silently for a chance to sleep tonight.
Until realisation unsettle my unfathomable trance.

Interpretation reach my faint lightless mind,
For despite eyes trying so hard to loose sight,
And the world spinning on in its sun-soaked way ,
There is no reason nor justice in I waking up blind!