Beauty I can not touch Beauty I can not see The beauty of nature Soo blind and cruel It hurts To not being able to see Or to feel What it is like On the outside For I can hear The birds chirping But can not see the feathers For I can hear The wind blow But I can not feel it Beauty I can not touch Beauty I can not see The darkness within my heart consumes ME
I like the way you put how you felt about yourself, but remember! Even in the Deepest Darkness there is a Light, a Light of Hope or Happiness. (That felt good to actually say that to someone. 8D)
