Brick Wall

I am surrounded
indifferent of change
forfeiting my right to see

I am blinded.


I have no pride
my actions devoted
I fight for sound
my hearing subsides

I am deaf.


My hands grow weak
grazing the wall
my cheek pressed
lips wide open

I am tasteless.


My words tremble
heart beating faster
I shout for another
they turn in laughter

I am Mute.


Four senses gone
I bask in nature
by giving up sight
I gave up my future

I am Enlightened.


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