Brick Wall

I am surrounded
plagued
indifferent of change
forfeiting my right to see


I am blinded.

 

I have no pride
my actions devoted
I fight for sound
my hearing subsides


I am deaf.

 

My hands grow weak
grazing the wall
my cheek pressed
lips wide open


I am tasteless.

 

My words tremble
heart beating faster
I shout for another
they turn in laughter


I am Mute.

 

Four senses gone
I bask in nature
by giving up sight
I gave up my future


I am Enlightened.

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