Poetry of a Blind Girl

white as snow

White as snow

Snow is falling

On my heart

I can't sense colour

I can't tell them apart

No colours in my world

There is only shade

In this glade

Where nobody paid

Any mind to what laid

On the floor with arms splayed

Playing a game they had never played

Wishing the light would fade

To scoop away the white with a spade

Only outlines are in view

Buildings, benches, moulders

Holding broken memories and thoughts

Stationary in time, Never decaying,

The empty shells of what was once a tear.

I lay buried, numb

My head poking through the top of the snow

The weight on top of me, heavy

Looking at the white sky , the white clouds

The white leaves, the white branches

The white curtains, the white bricks

The white blanket

I know it's there

The colour

The order

The emotion

The feeling

The love

The loss

The sorrow

The happiness

I just can't reach it

I can't lift my arms

My eyelids are heavy

My face as white as the snow

My lips turn blue and my breath freezes in my throat

It's caught

I don't panic

I relax and i settle

I know this will ease

Little by little

The sun will rise

At some point

The snow will melt

At some point

I will feel

At some point

I'll be free

At some point

I will lie

Beneath the snow

Beneath this weight

Until i'm ready

To re-open the gate

7/1/2021