Metal doors opening and closing
People half asleep on their phones trying to stay awake
The ones with the largest scowls, don't ever look up(wake up)
every stop brings worse and worse people
The sidewalk is brimming with clones
Motivated only by the time frame enforced upon them
Beeps, barks, and rumbles keep the social norms as laws
And people march in packs
I am blind
The earth spins viciously slow in the vacuum of space
Step onto the grass's softly packed dirt
Let my feet sink in
cleaning my feet of it's nasty perfection
The mirrors shatter as I walk by
I cover them now for peoples safety
It used to be different
I used to be the one shattering when I looked in the mirror
I am blind
People gasp when I enter
My arms and back cut up, my face bruised
Hands consisting of dried blood and cuts
Exhaustion etched onto my face
Kids cross the street when they see me approaching
People move aside when I try to get through busy paths
Store owners keep their eyes on me
Hesitation floods peoples faces when they have to sit next to me on the train
I am blind
I am blind
I am blind
I am blind
I am blind
I am blind.
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Violently Silent : Poetry
PoetryFrom the LGBTQ+ subjects that some consider taboo to the abandonment of others because of the things we cannot control, this poetry book covers all the things you'd normally not hear about. Everyone tries to keep us quiet. And I think it's about tim...
