BLUR

It's so nice when the vision is blur, from all that hurts one is away, and brings about a sense of deafness.
The eyes can make mistakes in judging one's own from a hater. With eyes closed, there is no peace as the face stays in the virtual darkness and teases you. Your stupidity. Maybe just your innocence.
The blur has you weeping without emotions. Walking into disturbed nature and not obliged to share plesantaries. Fake ones. It wishes that it doesn't recognise speed and the body loses itself by being killed mercilessly. But this brings great joy. Seems like an act of mercy.