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Feb 2019
Close your eyes and Imagine this
Morning comes and ready to wake
Darkness
It’s all you see
You say you’re dreaming
You’re not
somehow your colorful world
turned black
you call for anyone
no one responds
remembering all are at work
you try and remember
your room
your reflection
everything

Your heart pounding
your mind and body in panic mode
you struggle trying to find your phone
to call for help
takes minutes on minutes
everyone thinks it’s a joke
for it is April 1st
to stumble from one room to another
slowly remembering where
what everything looks like
breaking down to cry
for it is all you can do

Making your way to the kitchen for some food
The easiest is cereal
For fewest things are required
The day passes and
All you can do is sit and think
On anything and everything

It’s close to bedtime
For your eyes are getting heavy
You close your eyes
When the whole day it already felt
As if you never opened them

Morning comes but afraid to open
You do so admitting you’re now blind
And will begin to adjust
You open
Color?
The room?
Your reflection?

What if for one day you were blind?
Written by
Madeleine
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