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Blindness, when people can’t see. It makes me feel sad so called ‘God’ made people like that. But then again I’m happy their strong about it and don’t let it affect them. Sometimes it can be a bother like when you need to cross the road. But then you have a dog compainion specially trained to help blind people. My friends mum trains seeing-dogs and sometimes she brings them home to train and I get to play with them!
By Steph on 09.15.2012
In the darkness, we’re all blinded.
We walk with a gentler step,
Breathe with a softer breath,
By emily on 09.15.2012
she can’t see what’s in front of her. she sees lights, and sounds, sounds and sadness, but she cannot see what’s in front of her. there is no one. just a neck, toes, a foot in a shoe she thinks is ugly, but she can’t see what’s in front of her. it’s more.
By angie on 09.15.2012
To be blind would allow you to use all your other senses. Though you’ve lost the ability to see color and loved ones, your other senses; hearing, smelling, etc, become much clearer and you’ll discover more about yourself than you would looking in the mirror.
By Robin on 09.15.2012
Only seeing yourself and your needs and your wants and forgetting that they matter and their needs as important as your own. If you truly love someone, be aware of their needs. Do not be blind to it.
By Mahg URL on 09.15.2012
Paul Rice. Picking him up every Sunday morning. As soon as my mom gets out of the car to meet him, my dad turns on the radio. She always wants it quiet on the drive to church, time for the family to talk to one another. My dad can’t deprive my sister and I of a single thing he thinks we might want.
By Susan on 09.15.2012
lo que nos mantiene lejos de encontrar la verdad.
el dinero, la fama, el placer todo nos hace perdar la vista y no ver lo importante.
Jesus es la unica verdad que da significado
By Joelduartem URL on 09.15.2012
I got up today knowing you were going to call. Knowing I was going to see you. I was going to be happy. The hours went by and nothing was heard, no ring, no text, silent. My heart broke a little knowing you were too busy to even tell me why.
By one shoe URL on 09.15.2012
forward we walk, stumbling into blindness.
marching, determined, ever on.
and we fall and we bruise and we question all that stands in our way
as the chill on our skin and the tightness in our chest, the labor of every breathe
threatens to break our will.
the path meanders, neverending
while our minds begin to drift among the darkness.
we mourn our losses and cherish our memories
and hope for something worth replacing the past.
time seems to lose meaning as our hearts are filled with longing
searching for recognition, purpose, release
until fatigue and age cloud our imaginations
and what becomes familiar is the dull tired monotonous ache.
but that is when we forget the moments that excite us
the love stirring inside our heads
when we become distracted by tolls life demands from us
if we are to insist upon a joyful, fulfilling life.
these are the days when we forget to appreciate the thrill of the chase
the adrenaline coursing through the heated blood
in the face of a challenge.
do not forget the child that still lives within you.
only know that it never ceases its need for nourishment
and, if rewarded, will stay loyally faithful
By unbornsymphony URL on 09.15.2012
my friend sams dadis blind how does he live its sosad.no one should not seethe beauty in the world. i wish everyone could see.
By Brittany on 09.15.2012
This is what we all need.
Not physical blindness, but rather emotional blindness.
We need to take a step back—
realize we are all one in the same.
Each of us is an individual—
but deep down we all share similarities.
Be blind to race. Be blind to disabilities.
Be blind to gender. Be blind to sexuality.
Embrace people for their hearts and smile at life.
By Theresa on 09.15.2012
“It is spring and I am blind,” said the man’s sign. It hadn’t always been that way. Beforehand, the blind man’s sign simply asked for money. But unbenownst to him, David Ogilvy – advertiser and self-promoter – extraordinaire, had happened upon him.
By Hollis Tenenbaum on 09.15.2012
The gift of seeing in ways that others can’t. To feel. To sense. To be in tune.
By Jenni Chiu URL on 09.15.2012
The idea that something was blocking my view worried me. Then I realized that nothing was blocking my view. The doctor called it tunnel vision. Then it got worse. I was always afraid of the dark, but what does one do when it is your sudden and constant companion? The darkness became a part of me I resented, and saddening.
By Nicole Agosto on 09.15.2012
Blindness is not what we cannot see, it is a consequence of what we do not see. A person who is blind cannot do more than just cannot see. He will not enjoy the beauty ibefore him, he cannot react to the object, the object cannot benefit him.
Blindness in the physical and spiritual is the same. Spiritual blindness leads to a consequencewhere the blind person cannot enjoy, interact and benefit from what is before him.
By Stephanie Low on 09.15.2012
When I see this word. I think of the dark, or how we are constantly trapped. Maybe from the blindness of the truth? Ignorance? I yet can’t tell. I just can’t help but think people are constantly hiding from the truth.
By alyssa URL on 09.15.2012
i couldnt see who you really were because i was blinded and i still am blinded but slowly i am removing the blindfold and you are becoming clearer and clearer. i love you and i hate you but im trying to remove the hate you are beautiful so beautiful even in all your flaws you are beautiful i love you
By Nat on 09.15.2012
i feel blind right now because im so stinkin tired, just let me go to sleep and read my assignment for me please. I want to curl up in my bed with a book, a boyfriend and a cat. If i curled up with a car that would be weird.
By deb URL on 09.15.2012
blindness is kinda weird you know, i mean you can’t see so like wtf do you do
i mean idk, if i were blind i’d be really sad and hopeless i guess…
but there are some really cool blind people like stevie wonder
By Marga Yuzon on 09.15.2012
Temporary blindness, they had told me. It would go away sooner rather than later, they had told me. Yet here I was, three months after the accident, the only thing I could see being white shadows dancing in an ocean of salty, repugnant black.
My father was behind bars now, and if I couldn’t see him, he’d see me. The baseball bat to the back of my head had been damage enough, but my mother dead?
By Belinda Roddie URL on 09.15.2012
Blindness is the lack of sight. but seriously, blindness can be about anything. I have blindness to some people’s emotions. Some have blindness regarding the world.
By mel on 09.15.2012
We say, we see and judge others but we’re blind to our own souls. Why don’t people nowadays take more time for introspection?
Brian smiles. He’s been blind by birth. To him, it’s not about seeing, but more about feeling.
If you can feel your thoughts swirling like hot vapor in the ceiling of your brain, your heart insistently knocking against your chest,
maybe that’s good enough.
By Holden URL on 09.15.2012
I can’t see you. I’m not blind, but you’re invisible. I know this conversation is overdue, but your lips were so kissable.
By Anika on 09.15.2012
Sometimes we want to be blind. We know there are things we should be seeing, things we’re supposed to take note of, but we refuse to look. We don’t WANT to know. We don’t WANT to see. It’s a foolish thing to do, but we’re only trying to protect ourselves. It hurts to see these things. It hurts to know that someone we trusted could hurt us so much. What’s really sad is that we look back and think, “How could I ever have trusted them?”, and of course the answer is, because we wanted to.
By blackandwhitedreamer URL on 09.15.2012
‘Blindness’ doesn’t mean ‘sightless’. Who says a blind man can’t see the world around him better than someone with 20/20? The world is beautiful enough that vision isn’t needed to hear its music, feel its touch or taste its magic.
By Fox8299 on 09.15.2012
If I had a choice between blindness and deafness, I think I would choose deafness. Although deafness cuts you off from other people, blindness cuts you off from the world. It is hard for me to imagine being able to live and work completely independently if I were blind, but I think I could do so if I were deaf. Independence is very important to me.
By Janet on 09.15.2012
I am only blind because I refuse to open my eyes.. This darkness has become comfortable.. If I would just open my eyes, I would see your light and run to you.
By Miki URL on 09.15.2012
We can’t have everything. We can’t even have most things. We go through life so afraid that we can’t see the point of anything, but what does it matter? Grab at things, seize them, devour them. It’s hard to understand why we have all these senses but we trust in our sights too much. We don’t have to make sense of it, we have to just do it.
By Kiki URL on 09.15.2012
If I could see you
I’m sure I would not like it
Is that a blue dress
You should take that off
It is your sisters
By recogirl URL on 09.15.2012
You criticize all that I do
– At least, all that you see –
But there’s much more to me
Might first think me to be.
You think you know me inside out,
And have since that first glance
You cast, but if you would
Move past, chill out, give me
A second chance,
You’d see the me you never see,
And not just out
By Julian Christopher Geritz URL on 09.15.2012
I am blind. My life is blind. My hopes and dream, they stumble in blindness and my soul feels numb. I am surrounded by blindness. I cannot see, they cannot see. Collectively we are nothing but sheep being led to the slaughter. Why is it always so dark? We are blind.
By Caleb Andersen on 09.15.2012
The truth burned through him but he could not understand. It was as if he traveled the road to Damascus, but the scales never fell from his eyes.
By Doug URL on 09.15.2012
His world is different from that of the rest of us. It’s a horrible thing to see, as he does, a plainly dull and colourless world through that thin veil called blindness.
Oh Blindness… I still remember those times when you were just a distant curious oddity. How I sought your company back then, not to see those cruelties and barbarisms of this planet Vision insisted on presenting me with.
Life does change extremely fast; how I despise you now my old friend. Why have you come after me, you treacherously ruthless little scoundrel? Leeching on my happy world, turning it into this… Get away! Leave me alone.
Give me back my true friend! Give me back Vision. I don’t want to live inside this veil anymore, I want the reality…
By Ishimimoto URL on 09.15.2012
I couldn’t see. my whole body felt useless as my eyes refused to open. I grasped without a hint of what my surroundings could be– if i didn’t find some way to release myself from the tight grasp of darkness, I felt like I would die.
By Cam on 09.15.2012
I can’t see. It’s a gift of life lost. The most basic things are undo able, you can’t see love. But at least you can feel it.nyou can’t see beauty,mbut at least you won’t judge.
By Alexandra URL on 09.15.2012
Snow blind. We’re in a car and we’re driving and I know we’re gunna crash before it happens. And then it does, and the world is red and white and black, black like the sky, black like an ending, a pretty piece of decorative paper at the end of a book.
By Kath on 09.15.2012
Blindness covered the sky, not a single person could see. Not a single animal could see. It was like a blindness of the soul. They knew not how to overcome it. There was only one person who knew the secret to overcoming it and that was the small wizened old man who told everyone to look carefully inside themselves and unblock the part of themselves that was causing their blindness. To look at the horrors that they had done.
By Victoria on 09.15.2012
Jena could feel the tears welling up in her eyes as the darkness surrounded her. Why was it happening to her? Of all people? She could hear the words of consul, as her friends tried to comfort her, but there was nothing that would bring back her sight. nothing.
By Elizabeth URL on 09.15.2012
Blindness is like the hope for something to change. You know like blind optimism? I remember when I first realized my uncle couldn’t see me. I woud forget to tell him who I am when he hugged me. Forgot that I needed to. Jenna in PLL is blind. Bitch crazy
By Cayanne Marcus URL on 09.15.2012
One foot down
I see the world.
Swirls of color
Blinded by the chaos
of the world.
By stephanie on 09.15.2012
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