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.