I awake from my dream of light unto this ocean of darkness
In this ocean I seem to be an anchor trying to float ignoring the fact that it's pointless
I try to scream for help as I drown
As usual I yell I cry and also I realize no one's around
Has yesterday's nightmare really become a reality?
Will my only view of the world be a fleeting memory
Why? Why did fate let me gaze upon those colors if it was just going to take it out of my sight?
Was it funny chaos?
Was it fun to replace my vision with the darkness of night?
Will I ever see the rainbows smile again?
Or will I only see the black tears that falls to the end?
Will my mother's warm smile be reduced to an endless frown?
Will the only remnants of my mommy be her touch and sound ?
I hear something so I call out, "Who's there?"
Then the warm voice I love says, "I'm here.
Don't cry out my love. For I am the chain to your anchor. I will always be here with you through sadness, happiness, and, anger.
My child although you cannot see the sun's emanating light.
The light of our hearts will be forever bright.
Now don't ever think that the voice and touch are obsolete because every part of you I love and you make me complete"
-Written by my friend, Knightmier
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Dark Ocean
PoetryA poem about a boy who keeps dreaming about colors only to wake up and realize that he's still blind.