Blind: A Poem

Hi there! This is a poem I found whilst clearing out my room which I wrote sometime around a year ago I think, and had completely forgotten about. I hope you enjoy it.


Am I blind?

That I cannot see

You, yourself, why

Do you hide yourself from my eyes?

Fingertips explore

A blank canvas, unmarked

By self, no scars, no lines, but secrets –

Who are you?

That hides behind your eyes,

Curtaining your soul from sight;

Your words fall dead to the floor, meaningless;

Your illusion hides in shadows,

Spectre of an idea of a self,

Formed for a moment, dispersed

To the wind.


Did you lose yourself so completely to yourself?

That you cease, existing

Only in the unheard spaces between your words.

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