Opening

When dreams decided to desert my eyes
they left without as much as a by your leave
the monotone void is now bereft of all hues.

My eyes continue to stare widely gazing in disbelief
the inky blackness is an abyss of anguish
where all todays crash into oblivion.

Tomorrows are neither promised nor expected
the bleakness is a wind that blows relentlessly
nothing stings the eyes any more.

The crafty tears, seeing a vacancy
quickly flood my eyes, filling the void
but are unable to flush out memories of those dreams.

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