Feelings Fading

The Blind is escaping.
She climbed Over The Barricade
That we build
And Thought was impenetrable

Through the forest,
She was lead by perfidious Jealousy
And the waft of felonious Hate
And she goes imperturbably without stop

She turns around when we call her
And here i whisper for her
But the trees implicate even clamors
And so she goes on

I understand why you have to treat me that way. But I won't like it.