Clearly
I see now.
Not through these shattered,
Dirty lenses.
It's strange.
I've never seen clearly.
I've always seen through my
Brokenness.
Shattered lenses manipulate
Every view.
But now, it's as if
My eyes are healed.
I don't needed my brokenness.
But it's so hard to release.
You don't understand.
I hurt, and I can't let go.
It's the kind of pain
You get attached to.
Like slicing into your arm
But instead it's your soul.
Light still hurts my eyes
Seeing without the damper
Of brokenness.
But I realize it cleanses me
It heals me.
Someday I'll see
Clearly.
