blindness

there was red, blue, and green

but suddenly i saw nothing but white light

a milky white colour blocked my sight

i didn't know what this could mean

i wondered if this is what they call blindness

but then what do you call the darkness?

i wondered if this milky white i see

is going to form emptyness inside me

but then it realy won't make a different

i'de rather live blind

than live my life hiding behind a fence

now you might know why my drawings are colourless

and never will be completed

now you'll know why my poetry is lifeless

empty, lost, and has bleeded

now you'll know why everything i do is full of

                  blindness    

it's a mirror reflection of who i'm 

i wonder if the real ray of light will ever come ...