Gone Blind – 0023

Raw Poetry by Rev. Shakes Spear

Gone Blind

It’s hard to tell when the clock stopped moving
It felt like just a minute but it somehow turned to years
I remember births and deaths, triumphs and regrets
But what I don’t get is who I am in mirrors.

That’s really not me
That’s not what I see inside,
in my mind’s eye - oh, no.
I think I’ve gone blind

How can it be?
That’s not what I see inside.
Oh no.
I’ve think I’ve gone blind.


2-16-24