Tears drip
Like lead
from the stained glass
behind my eyes
Pooling in hollowed cheeks
Streaking colours
of memories
lost in sepia
Gathering in momentum
Cascading towards
a bittersweet freedom
I have been blind
Clinging to a
fantasy
Instead of life in
reality ......
Be that as it may
My eyes are
Now open
Released from
their shackles
Feasting on a beauty
otherwise unknown
Chasing
A better me

(C) Pixievic