Like a Diamond in the rough each cut bringing me closer.
Closer to perfection.
Fearing the rejection of the brilliance test.
I do my best, but the rest won't come.

My senses run, like a sinus attack.
Fighting off the feeling of black.
I want to be Purple in a gauntlet.
Or perhaps a bright Cherry Scarlet.

Deep and bright hold me up to the light.
I'm reflecting, what little I see,
Oh but suddenly, Now I  realize.
Before my eyes so true, what's making me shine all this time,

Its you........................