Contest entry

Think of you light
I was blindfolded
From silent
Called me alone in solitude
Dreams are lost
I wanted to return to your light.
Whenever you wanted to be spared in the back of the person
Only then did you know that you are in my darkness
And whenever I thought binding around the boundaries around you
Then I lost you
In your dark
Where is my sky in heaven where there is heaven
The drawings in the mirror drawn in the other colors
I'm one of the blind poets in that image
Feel the light stairs.