Becoming Blind in this time and age is something that I lost my mind.
Living with darkness for a year, I am sure I lost my mind.
I lost my mind?
Needless to say, I was blind.
Dreaming of life in my mind!
Dreaming of life I once had outside my mind.
Reality is something in my mind.
Eternity is a lot longer when you are blind.
Almost like billions of years, just only in my mind.
Memories of living outside my mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem