Moving Forward
My eyes were forced shut
From a very early age.
My eyelids glued and sealed,
I had to make do with my other senses.
Since I could not see others' emotions, I heard them.
I felt them.
In a pitch-black room, I felt my way through,
Feeling every inch of the walls to move forward.
Sometimes, though, there were times when it wasn't appropriate
To feel along the walls,
Like when the wall I was leaning on suddenly disappeared,
And I heard laughter,
I felt laughter,
Although I couldn't see it.
It was like they all knew the wall would leave,
Like it was normal for a wall to vanish.
But, nevertheless, I got back on my feet and
Kept moving forward.
Victoria Hendricks '26 has been creating and performing poetry within the Central Bucks community since 2022. She is also involved with See Green, Phantasmagoria, and Patriot Players.