A lost sight

I am angry am upset
Even rejected by myself
Is it because of the yesterday that follows my today ?

I should've listened I tell myself
Fool! He was just as cunning as always
A plan, yes a plan he had up his sleeves
Now the doubt that lost the mind had claimed it's throne
Are they all the same?
Filled with ambition to deceive
Are they so irresistible?
Worry not for the Blade will stab thy eyes
And blind I have become but all too late to see
Now I wither as the slave of a tyrant king
Who rules my mind and now my heart as he sees