Worse Than Legally Blind

The ending of this poem was kind of humorous, although I"m not quite sure if it was meant to be because the subject matter was a bit more serious. I think that you succeeded in taking a unique topic and giving some insight into some of the scenarios a person going through it might relate to. I think that some of the numbers throughout the piece while interesting, bogged down the readability of it a little bit. I'm not sure if I liked or didn't like the continual use of numbers, because in some ways it gave the piece a lot of character and made a statement on how vital these sorts of numbers are in our every day life. On the other hand like I said it did bog down my reading a little bit.

I think that for a piece about sight, it could use a bit more imagery, but overall I did enjoy it.

Nice work!

~alliyah

Oh my lord. This was so good. I loved how you used the sense of sight in this. I am a few steps away from legally blind myself (from reading till all hours of the night with barely any light). I understood this. And I am terrified of going blind, so I understand this more than people would think. The 8th stanza sent a tinge in my heart. When you're able to see, you feel secure and happy, but when you can't and all you see is... well, nothing, you feel vulnerable and confused. "Where colors disappear" that hit me- hard. With color, you feel joy, peace, courage. You associate different emotions with different colors. And when you lose it, you lose grasp of some sort of imagination and reality that you and only you have.
"My whole word doesn't load right." This, oh my gosh... this is so true. It's frustration. Everything is so off focus when you can't see and it looks like a picture that didn't come out right on a text message. Life is already blurry, but without vision, it can be ultimately unbearable.

The fourth stanza. I know how that is. It makes your heart stop because you know that it's bad. But there's nothing you can do, a sense of giving up comes over you and you just sit back limply and are like, how can I not see something I love to do: read... write..? You start to lose your mind at that point.

As someone who has bad eyesight, this makes so much sense to me. The words were so easy to understand and simple. But, for me, it packed a punch.

The only suggestion: for people who don't understand and have perfect vision, you should elaborate with what each vision is like so they as well can feel the punch that this gave me.

Hi I liked the subject that the poem dealth with but as someone who is a little short sighted (I discovered I needed glasses three years ago I'm not very familiar with the measurements opticians use, so I would have found it helpful if you could go into more depth in your poem about the level of blurriness 20/30, 20/40, 20/200 is. I had to google it up to understand your poem (20/30 means that what individual can see at 20 feet is what someone with 20/20 vision can see at 40 feet). Also you have no stylistic techniques in the poem, it would have been more poetic if you put some in.