What is it like to be blind?
I wouldn’t know
I’ve only ever seen the world in colors
Seen the world in shapes
Seen the world in jagged edges on pieces of white paper
The kind of paper that scratched the grooves in your skin when you touch it
But I’ve been blind before
I’ve been blind in the times where I’ve only seen what’s in front of me
Times where curtains covered my room in Black
Times where I didn’t want to believe that someone I really loved really wasn’t all that lovable
To I: the fool,
I am okay to be angry
I am okay to be selfish when i really just think that I am because of my insecurities
I am okay to be sad
I am okay to be depressed in a corner, knitting blankets covered in wiped off mascara and tears
I am okay
I
am
okay
I am blind
But at least now I don’t have to be blind anymore
Dec 8, 2021
Dec 8, 2021 at 9:20 AM UTC