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Look through my eyes.


I wake up to see doctors and nurses around my bed Rushing through the halls telling me everything's alright I feel the breeze getting colder as they are rushing me to a room I can taste a weird taste in my mouth from the infusions As I got to my room it was bright white with clouds on the ceiling I couldn't move I was in too much pain to move My neck was stiff, my head hurt like a brick was lying on it Yet all I remember seeing was bright lights from the room I was scared to think the worse At fifteen I thought I was indestructible so I thought it was no problem Doctors and nurses tried to figure out what was wrong I was in thought of what was most important to me at that time I was missing my friends and school Over two weeks went by and no one had answers So they had the papers to dismiss me from there facility As my mother went to sign those papers Tears ran down my face like a waterfall My heart felt like it dropped to my stomach My hands were shaking in fear My sight went dark... I was blind Couldn't tell shapes or colors The doctors called the neurosurgeons down I would have never thought that tragedy would happen Happen to someone like me a fifteen year old girl who was a freshman in high school In such a shock my body couldn't be going down on me not now... Not ever The nurse looked at me with her pretty brown hair and in a calming smile and sweet voice said angelically "Please don't cry I'm going to give you this so you won't be in pain or feel no sorrow. I wish you luck and know you'll be fine so relax now" As I was stopping my tears I remember my body calm as the ocean Warm as I was laying in the sun My arms just tingling as the sun kissed them softly I was awaking out of a deep sleep A strange breeze was hitting my face Nurses saying hello to me Where was I? And where am I going? Was the only questions on my mind I move a little and I was hurting in my lower back I was hearing a door open, like a sliding door on clean floors It was my new room that I got transferred too My dad was holding my hand Rubbing it gently with his thumb Whispering "I wish this never happened to you I will be sure to find a cure"! My hand felt warm, as it had a bit of a chill a tear fell from my dads face onto my hand I shrugged and budged, wiggled and opened my eyes I could see shapes and lighting My family all in tears of joy I could see again! Yet one thing had gone wrong my peripheral was gone They kept me there for a month and had two surgeries in that time Here I am three years later I see out of pin holes and no peripheral vision I had to learn how to walk and read all over again All I wanted was to drive and see my friends at fifteen Now all I want to do is drive and be successful Look through my eyes to see what I see Trade you shoes so you could walk my footsteps I had to take But don't let us blind fool you We're all the same and see the same in the way we know Through our mind
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