Blinded

What is wrong with me?
Why am I still here?
I'm too blind to see...
blinded by this fear.

Deep in the trees...
Is where I am...
buzzing like bees...
the engine of a Dodge Ram.

Another day goes by...
and I'm still here.
Wondering why....
I'm blinded by this fear.

These trees cast a shadow...
as green as could be.
I am still so blind...
wishing I could see.

I'm moving to the light...
where there's no more fears.
The light os so bright...
now blinded by tears.

Tears dry up fast...
my future so warm.
Now I'm haunted by the past...
just like a terrible storm.