at the exit door

[fledgist]

 

what we don't know is what we leave behind
doors have been closed and silences remain
this is the kingdom of the truly blind

the ones who do not speak keep soundest mind
for nothing in this realm has yet seemed plain
what we don't know is what we leave behind

we strip ourselves of all that might hope bind
no further need to stave off the old pain
this is the kingdom of the truly blind

for what we lacked not one of us had pined
we did not think we'd come to it again
what we don't know is what we leave behind

the processes that had been misaligned
have been corrected with a lot of strain
this is the kingdom of the truly blind

the name we have is of another kind
we struggle but we choose not to abstain
what we don't know is what we leave behind
this is the kingdom of the truly blind