Crippled Poem by Jaycee Wilkerson

After i closed my eyes
They never opened again
Now when i write
I have to feel
What Im focusing on

My speech is frozen
From not being able to see
I went death after listening
To too much hatered

life's negitivity
Has crippled me
But yet I still have
The urge to live

I turned in my pen
For a keyboard
But soo much hate
And no love
Has made me lose my
Sense of touch

All I have left
Is the words
I put together
To describe what
This life is like
But still
I haven't figured out
How to express myself

Im trapped inside
My own handicap
Designed by society
Im tourtured
I know
I have a gift
But its trapped inside of me

I realize that these short falls
Are really destractions
I constantly keep stressing
Trying to figure out a action

Without my senses
I feel dismantled
Stripped from my nature
How can i keep a handle

I patiently wait for help
But no one lends a hand
I try to stay optimistic
It seems like im running
Out of plans.....