a contrast of colors grace my sightas I wipe your murk from my eyes
am I am truly seeing for the first time
gasping heavily, I rip at the extensions
of your reach, pulling myself out of
varlet mentalities and dead errors
weights slide off my back like water
while transitioning from your black
stage set to demoralize the broken
I can breathe with a smile and a sigh
the flowers reach up to me as blue
rushes to fill my once stormy gray
the sun is now shining as I walk away
birds chirp in harmony with every
step and the breeze feels like gold