Baffled Hubris Misanthrope

I am lost

I am hurt

A misanthrope of mind

I'll give you no more

Of my carefully curated words

You plucked my eyes

Plunging me into darkness

I sit baffled by the sound

Of my own heart

Of its hubris

How can it beat?

Is nothing wrong?

It forges on in duty

Forever unaware

Of pain