Blind To Change Poem by Isabella Night

My transformation?
Oh yes; there has been one.
You cannot see because you are blind.
There is fire in my eyes.
My soul is growing weary.
Everyone is blind!
No one sees what is happening.
It's denial...people in denial.
Why does no one follow their intuition?
Why does the world never speak it's mind?
I'm tired of being silent;
But silence is what I've become.
Darkness is swallowing me.
Pain is my pleasure.
Watch me drown...