I realised that having a myopic sight can be a boon as well as a bane.
when I realised my sight has deceived me so many years into the beauties around me,
until I found out I have a myopic sight. adjustments with the lens unfold in my world of the beauty around me in another esthetic level.
I could see the things sharper and it is beautiful;
Just way too beautiful.
I waited for the night and to gaze at the stars and the jeweled hill city with lights,
I cried when I realised that my sight has tricked me. I have missed so many marveling sights that could have healed my soul, in a stroll, a ride, journey and so much more.

But when maturity hits at another level and life unfolds all that mysteries, failures, broken dreams, relationship, fear, problems in every forms and shapes,
when reality is too hard to take in, I wish I could use my myopic sight where everything can be blurred and hazy, will it feel less pain?
I wish I could blurred away my problems and pass the stage as I wait in idle gaze.
it would be a boon to me, I wish I could use this boon of escaping reality.

it would be both a boon and a bane to open my sights to reality and as well as to escape reality.

© _virhejuN