Blind Mans Poem

Where would i be without vision,

Stranded in a place without comprehension,

Yet able to survive because of my ability to listen,

Eyes are like a whirlpool full of emptiness and despair,

Everyday i feel like I'm dying or already dead until i breathe in air,

Permanently stuck in a dark room where nothing is there,

This game of life is never fair,

Close your eyes and you'll see what my world is like,

Waking up in the morning only to find night,

Knowing that until it ends you will never feel right,

Well thats what my life is like,

And i will never really get to say goodnight.