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Literature Text
Sometimes the world can seem like just a big hill.
No hope, no light
Like a big black hole
Scarce, and nothing in sight
The only clarity being in my soul,
Just blank
I’ve no communication skills
Lost, my hearing by more than three quarters
Sound, hanging on to a crisp of existence
All blurry, it seems everyone mutters
I speak the way I hear it, as quiet as the distance
I pass by not understanding,
I’m a faker,
Just nodding.
It’s lonely and dark here
But everywhere I go, it will always be silence
I can travel on and on for years
And everyone will still be but a distance
I’m trapped in a black box
As if there’s no way out
I see voices, everyone can talk,
With ease, except me, I pout
That is until,
A girl walks up, holding her hand in front
H-I-H-I she fingerspells
I feel my face warm up
She talked to me, and she didn’t have to yell!
Or scream or shout!
I have someone to talk to
I’m not left out
I see the light at the end of my never-ending cave, no more black, I’m no longer blue.
In disbelief,
I jump up with joy
No more grief
I see Life was meant to be enjoyed!
And spread the joy I will!
By: Kyler Andrae E.