There's light in this darkness,
I see it.
There's beauty in this pain,
I see it.
There's depths in this height,
I see it.
And even though
I was born blind,
Even though
I've never known colours,
There's perfection in this flaw,
And I swear,
I see it.
YOU ARE READING
unsaid
Poetry'I wanted to speak oceans, but only told you a drop.' #itsnotaphase {Started on Jan 10, 2017} {Ended on April 1, 2018} #1 in poetry (when the ranks used to actually matter) for 365 days (and more).