My eyes close
And I inhaled a shaky breath
I uncertainly stumble forward
Afraid to turn back
My toes sink deeply into wet sand
That swallows my foot whole
Making it so much harder to move on
Still, I am blind
I force my unwilling body to move
Suddenly I fall, arms flailing behind me
Wind whistles past my face
My dark hair gently tickles my cheek
But I'm stuck in quicksand
Struggling, frightened
I get back up, must continue walking
Still, I am blind
I see nothing but fear and darkness
Again, I slip
Cut my arm brutally
And break my ankle
The pain is unbearable
I clench my teeth to keep from crying out
I limp forward
Still, I am blind
Yet I continue walking
I'm sweating
Despite the cool, sharp winter air
My hair sticks to my face
I'm exhausted, physically and mentally
About to give up
I feel myself falling again and think, “This is it.”
I stretch my arms out like a bird about to take flight
Prepare for the painful landing
Wind whistles in my ears
And I fall
Into chilling water of the ocean
It numbs my skin
I'm deathly cold
Yet I swim gracefully
But I'm still blind
It was then that I realized it doesn't matter.
We will always feel blind when trying to move forward. But we have to have the courage to keeping looking ahead, and not turn back to the past.