It's Funny

How I've seemed to grow up blind.
I've struggled so hard to open my own eyes,
Only to meet visual failure.
Everything I thought I knew, myself.
It's all been a mirage on that vacant highway
Balancing between life and death.
My realities mere smoke to the touch.
Normalities fading into guilty evidence.

It's time for me to give up.
I'm not daring, my consequences
Have driven me to a point of abandon.

Surrender summons this hidden courage,
Along with the willingness to admit.
I'm wrong.
I've ruined myself and my views.
I'm done.

God is in complete control now.