The Brightness Made Me Cry
The Brightness Made Me Cry
The day came when it all piled up inevitably;
Emotions that went frail and empty.
Storms that devastated newly grown flowers
Of relationships that were but beautiful.
The calm that followed belonged to pretense,
The nights hollowed in absence.
What followed was yet astonishing,
As time never failed to display our inner selves.
A soul finally devoid of boulders
That were but a veil of righteousness.
A heart throbbing back to pace
From how it eventually seemed to fade out.
A mind lost in the treachery of deceit
Regaining it's lost conscience.
The day came when I was preached by circumstances,
As the wounds became my wisdom.
I realized I was waterlogged within,
With tears that dried out of the seeming void
And the blots that left the canvas of life.
I conceived that I was hardly fragile,
And gave birth to realization.
The light shined bright in the seclusion,
Perhaps the brightness made me cry.