It is so horrid going blind
squinting all the time
colours swirling
figurers twirling

Always hunting for my allusive glasses
cursing that I never put them in one place
why God destroy my sight
not that I need it to write

Yet my world is getting dimmer
it boils my blood then simmers
yet as I loose my sight
I mean to write and fight

This was my big fear
knowing I am going blind
blind to the gates of hell
naked as a new born child

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris