“I sit alone by the table.
I hear voices around me.
Sounds of movement.
Sounds of life.

I reach out.
I can feel the smoothness.
A plate.
A meal.

Smells waft by my nose.
Aromas of chicken.
Sweet smells of  pudding.
Smells of life.

What color is the food?
Is the sun shining in?
Are the faces around me young or old?
So many questions.

Questions I can’t answer.
I can never answer.
For I am blind,
Have been blind for years.”

The anguish my mother had faced
For most of her life.
Her sight stolen from her
At a young age.

The last part of her life
was spent in a nursing home,
suffering from dementia.
Life can be cruel.
Loss of sight.
Loss of colors.
Loss of faces.
Loss of memories.


4 thoughts on “IN THE DARK

    • Susanne Leist October 2, 2016 / 12:28 am

      I know. I had to give her a voice. She had a sad life. This was only the tip of the iceberg.

      Liked by 1 person

  1. vampyreladylaura September 30, 2016 / 5:42 pm

    Oh, such a sad one 😦 Made my tear up!


    • Susanne Leist October 2, 2016 / 12:29 am

      Thank you. She also lost her mother and brother when she was a teenager. Then my brother died in a car crash. People tell me to write a book about her life but her life was too sad.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.