Sight

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: June 04, 2019

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I'm barefoot, I can feel soil on my toes

I'm cold, the currents of wind make me shudder

I see nothing, my eyes are well-glued against each other

I'm lost, I walk where the stream goes

 

I'm bleeding, piercing glass claims my flailing feet

I get hit, an unforgiving wall shows up unannounced

I trip and fall, my scream fades away as if unpronnounced

I'm scared if I wake up, the darkness will be just as deep

 

But you appear in the middle of my night

You take my hand and guide my way

You turn on my light like the sun to the day

You wake me up and give me sight.


© Copyright 2020 José González. All rights reserved.

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