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Blind?


Dear eyes,

Thank you.

Thank you for letting me

Envision the world around;

Curse you for your failures;

Bless you for your flaws.

Have you always known how to see?

Or did you,

Like I, in my simple ways,

Have to learn and

Have to eat bits of knowledge

Crumb-by-crumb?

 

Dear eyes,

I tried to, for once,

Experience my other senses

Without your aid.

I shut you off.

Can I breathe without you?

You let me alone,

And let my ears take over,

But you got lonely.

How do you see

Even when I lock you away?

Why do you show me color

When all I want is darkness?

 

Dear eyes,

You know me better

Than a mother knows her son;

I know you the way the

Sun knows the moon-

Not at all-

Last night a storm hit you:

I didn't have time to send out warnings.

It started to pour and burn

In the morning,

We both felt the repercussions.

 

Dear eyes,

I hate you!

Will you not just let me go,

Let me be free of the cruelty

From the dastardly shadows

You worship?

 

Dear eyes,

Stop revealing to the world

The pain you know I'm in.

I am no secret for you to share.

Stop looking for one moment.

Can you, can I

Just be?

Half a moment at least.

To be truly alone does

Not exist with you around.

I shall send you to the

Dull dungeon.

There you'll stay until

I take us to see the

Mountains, their

Green grass and pink flowers.

 

Dear eyes,

I wish you would stop hurting

So one day we could run

Through the never-ending fields

Without turning back.

 
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