Colorblind

I'm unfolding right before your eyes.
Your only demon in disguise.
Parallel to a monster you'd never want to meet,
hiding under this brand new skin.
You can't see right through me
even though its paper thin;
a cellophane wall of distrust.
Even if you don't, I must.
Through my blackened eyes
I see a world of white
swirled by ladles of color.
Brightening this haze of life.
How can you say I'm at my lowest low
when I've risen to my highest peak?
This feeling will not fade away.
You cannot melt this smile off my face
until you've felt what I am feeling.
You don't know you're alive or that you're even breathing.
Step outside your box and come take a walk with me.
I'm sure then, you'll see what I see.
I'm chaining this demon, keeping it locked inside my head
and laying him to sleep alone in bed.
So that when I wake I'll be alright
and through my midnight eyes;
I'll see black and white.