The world flows around me,
colors shifting and swirling
like a dazzling ballet meant only for my eyes.

I see beauty,
hear it in every song,
smell it in every scent,
feel it in every touch.

Life surrounds me in all its glory
and beckons me.
It calls me to join
in its unending joy.

As I spin with the vibrant colors,
sing with the heart,
feel with the soul,

A Crack.

A flame,
once so small,
Roaring with anger, power.
Feeling, grasping, taking,
The crack widens.

In a dizzying moment of terror,
It Shatters.

I can no longer hear the music,
see the majesty,
feel the rapture.

It is gone now,
that world of colors,
of happiness.

A cacophony surrounds me
and everything becomes gray.
I see the people,
mindless to the truth
of this existence.

They still see a place of life,
they hear it in every song,
smell it in every scent,
feel it in every touch.

They are blind.

The world flows around me,
a river of black, white, gray.
I want to see the colors,
dancing, swirling, there.

But I will never,
never hear the same,
never feel the same,
never see the same.