Becoming Reality Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sightless eyes, yet rhythm gives an insight into
movements of melody.
An opus insinuating itself into every atom of
being, opening up flood gates of sensory perception
unable to see what you look like.
Blinding fate, keeping darkness an ebony twilight
hanging forever over you.
Relentlessly opposing reality, yet becoming your
own reality without given any choice in the matter.
Just a lifetime of darkness, it's up to you to
find your way in.