The Color Blank
Where am I?
I hear the rustling of the trees above my head
I smell fresh bread being baked in the oven
I taste the sweet April air on my tongue
I sense the happiness of every person that passes by
But I cannot see anything.
Nothing.
Just infinite blackness.
I bring my hands to my eyes
And I touch my eyelids;
Why are they sealed shut?
Why can't I open them?
I hear noises.
Laughter.
I'm being mocked at.
I pry my mouth open
But no words come out
Why can't I speak?
Why can't I say something?
Anything?
Panic starts to develop inside me.
I wave my arms in confusion.
Someone!
Please.
Help me!
What's going on?
Why can't I see?
Why can't I talk?
Fear envelops my whole body
I start to shake,
Tears then start streaming down my cheeks;
I call for help in an unspoken way,
I cannot bring my mouth to scream;
What's happening to me?
Am I going to die?
Will my life end now?
Will this be my last year on Earth?
I struggle to free myself from this horrible dream
But my desperate efforts are in vain.
Why?
Can someone at least hold my hand?
I beg for company.
I cry out.
I plead.
But no one just seems to mind me at all.
I hear the rustling of the trees above my head
I smell fresh bread being baked in the oven
I taste the sweet April air on my tongue
I sense the happiness of every person that passes by
But I cannot see anything.
Nothing.
Just infinite blackness.
I bring my hands to my eyes
And I touch my eyelids;
Why are they sealed shut?
Why can't I open them?
I hear noises.
Laughter.
I'm being mocked at.
I pry my mouth open
But no words come out
Why can't I speak?
Why can't I say something?
Anything?
Panic starts to develop inside me.
I wave my arms in confusion.
Someone!
Please.
Help me!
What's going on?
Why can't I see?
Why can't I talk?
Fear envelops my whole body
I start to shake,
Tears then start streaming down my cheeks;
I call for help in an unspoken way,
I cannot bring my mouth to scream;
What's happening to me?
Am I going to die?
Will my life end now?
Will this be my last year on Earth?
I struggle to free myself from this horrible dream
But my desperate efforts are in vain.
Why?
Can someone at least hold my hand?
I beg for company.
I cry out.
I plead.
But no one just seems to mind me at all.