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BLIND EYES when the blood vessels leak inside my head they trap me behind pink clouds of vision it may take weeks for these thick clouds of dread to clear and take me from this blind prison you feel so strange when you don't have your sight it's scary when your eyes won't let you see because it's never day, it's always night I can't see what is right in front of me hands as eyes, feel the air each step and mile searching for clues that something might be wrong feeling nothing bad I relax and smile thinking I'm safe from harm I walk along not knowing there is someone with a knife waiting in the shadows to take my life © 6/18/2000 Donna Saulsman Friedrichs |
Additional Notes:
*Note...I have blood vessels behind my eyes that bleed and I cannot see
until and if the eye absorbs the blood.
This may not all seem to fit together in this one poem and maybe it should be two separate ones, but I wanted to show
the reason for the loss of sight at the beginning.
This is a really, really scary thing to happen to you especially when at any time, God forbid,
your sight may be gone permanently...that is the reason for the
tragic type of ending to this poem...
If I get too many negative critiques about it not all fitting together and seeming like it should be two different subjects here I will consider rewriting it...so let me know what you all think...
:o) thanks for reading...and, is this a sonnet?
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