TheBlindGentleman

Life is like a leaf. Always to fall off of it's branch… And die… Never to come back; Revive.

I run down the sidewalk, thinking to myself "Why must I even bother?" So I run, Run, Run, Run away from life..! I just want to start it over... This isn't easy.. Why must I keep going? Why can't it end here? So I stop, Stop, Stop, Stop the clock...! Tick.... Tick.. It ends... Now...

In the darkness it sit, waiting for a chance, a chance to step into the light. Will I make it thought the night? Will I survive my life? That I will never know. Maybe this is just a dream, maybe nothing else is real. I'm so tired of all the pain, of all the misery inside, and I wish that I could live, in nothing but the night. What should I do? What can I say? I feel like I've lost all control.... I cannot see; I've forgotten if I can. If I opened up my blind eyes, There would be no more going back, 'Cause I'd throw it all away, and it all would fade to black. As my vision fades, my last sight is death, then nothing bu

The way you all look at me.... Looks like you just saw a terrifying monster... Am I a monster? Why do you run away from me? "I won't hurt you!" I tell them. They just run straight away, ignoring what I had just informed them. I try to hold myself back.. but at the slightest sight of blood... I cannot, I go crazy, I go insane, I want that blood, I snap. What have I become? A monster? A psycho? ..What am I..? That, I have no idea, but what I do know, is that no one wants to even go near a Brit like me.. An insane Brit. "It's a monster!" "That thing is going to hurt me!" "Get away from me, psycho!" "Oh my god! What is that th

      England felt his way around the big mansion, for he was blind. A girl, Greenland, followed closely behind him, making sure he did not bump into anything. They were both scared... no one would ever know if the Thing, called "Steve" would show up at that place, at that time. England put one of his hands down, beside him. Greenland looked at his hand, smiled, then lightly grabbed it. England then stopped moving through the dark halls. "Greenland.. what are you doing? This is no time for playing around, we must find a way out of this horrid place," He stated, slipping his hand out of hers as he now continued to walk, Greenland still followi

   Friday the 13th was a day that Arthur was very fond with. When he was able to see, he would always pull little ungentlemanly pranks on his friends and family. That just happened to be the only day when he allowed himself to change to a more fun and entertaining personality. But now that he's blind, more danger awaits him. And that day was today.    Arthur Kirkland woke up one Friday morning in January. He felt around in his bed, to make sure everything was in the right place. He then rolled over and felt his braille  calender, now knowing today was Friday the 13th, 2012. Arthur smiled deviously, almost like he knew exactly what he was g

I am Arthur Kirkland. I am... a blond Brit. I am... a nation. I am... curious. I am... blind I am... wishing upon a star. Oh how I wish to see once more.. I am... ignored. I am... useless. I am... sad. I am... alone.... .... forever.