Please read my poem "Blind"?

collin

Smile like the joker to seem not alone

While I chisel what I want on this heart of stone

But tell me what you see

Art is different between you and me

I see love you see pain

You see joy I see strain

There's no mirror to my emotions

So I'm still here wondering about my devotions

While others work at theirs

And I feel there stares

It feels like a nightmare

Ready to wake

In those shakes

But I'm still unconscious

But still feel like I'm the only one with a conscious

Found myself caught in a low

Thought I should take it slow

But what did I know

I let my fears be outspoken

My inspiration now provoking

I guess I've finally awoken

Awoken to darkness

Wondering where the light is

Still can't see

a thing of reality

A gift kept from me

So sparks of creativity

Keep me sane

But people only worry about making it rain

But lighting wont suffice

So every second I sacrifice

For light

To be brought to this night

.....and finally get my sight

anonymous

That's awesome! Try and put a little more happiness in it though. Sadness doesn't really fly. keep on writing!