These eyes now see the world in a different colour
Not in a red rusty vile way
But blue like the ocean
Light like the sky
For many a year the darkness of black had overwhelmed me
Stole my thoughts and created a self perpetuating storm
So powerful
So rancid
In an all consuming vigor
Quenching its thirst

UNTIL
  
Alas now as I wake
The sun blinds me
No more corners in which I used to hide

I see yellows and lilacs
Pinks and soft subtle creams  
Glorious scents drift upwards from the dawn
A sensory overload that makes me smile in delight
I feel alive
Fresh
The turning of the page has commenced