just another thought

Just another thought

Holding close my answers I speak not.
One grows quit accustomed as to possessing all of their senses

For what crime do I pay having lost my sight…?
I shall no longer see evil? Therefore shall never be tempted again?
Oh, I tremble as the thought of eternal darkness seeps into my mind; and as to the lose of my hearing one can only wonder the evil in merely listening possibly the lustful words of passion the tainted breaths bringing visions to mind this shall all cease to exist for my hearing has turned sour.
Surely the ability of speech can bring no harm, least I beg of you allow me the tool of communication. Maybe it is I who is using this language I have found myself accustomed too having allowed evil to rest in my words; The suggestive manner in which I present yet another perverted idea, but alas I am robbed of this ability also.
Flailing about perceived as mad yet as lost as a mere child; Can you swear to me I will never stumbleupon evil again? Evil has no eyes?
I will be searched for and found once again! Answer me! Will a blind man flee how one hides when he himself is lost in the dark? My wanting for acceptance will leave me vulnerable to anyone who will bear the burden of an vagabond . And who shall this person be? Can they possibly be sin free?