The Jewel

Trekking over blazing floors
Aching for the sight of neon glow
Held by a thin black frame
Through a set of rose shaded eyes

My gaze uninterrupted, mindless and bland

Against translucent panes, my conscience reflects
I strain against darkness as the world drains from my sight
My savior, I’m forsaken. No faith in myself
There is nothing I can do