Dream for the blind

My world is diminishing with every breath I take,

A conscience effort to make right goes all in vain.

Crowded by this cumbersome feeling,

I wonder, whether there is any escape?

The condition is petrifying and demotivating,

It feels like a heightened state of tension,

The questions that arise are fast and loathsome,  

And the answers are beyond my comprehension.

I have always let my tiny mind, magnify the agony,

Thinking and worrying I punish myself again,

Dejected, rejected yet never resurrected,

I walk alone through the path unknown.

Through the fallen leaves and the stones,

Among all the troubles that hurt my present,

There finally comes a vision to my mind,

When I think of an eye and dream for the blind.

(Pic courtesy: http://www.zingzoo.com/2013/02/14/riveting-vision-breakthrough-for-the-blind/)