Struggle Produces Beauty
The struggle, the pain....
It only takes one single moment
The eye lids open, the shock begins....
It's too unbearable
please......
Make it stop.
The eye lids close, the pain remains....
Close them longer..tighter
it's still there.
The eye lids open, everything remains...
It's all the same, nothing changes....
The colors beyond the blinds begin to change
The dark blue is chased away by the bright light
The eye lids close to shield the light...
(As if the pain wasnt enough)
The body moves to reconvine it's routine....
Behind the lids...Sight takes over
The corners see glimpses
Violets...Pinks...Yellows
The Sight begins to focus
It's a battle over the blurry
The colors become clearer, the outlines begin to produce form.
Sight feels the victory
It's so beautiful....
The colors take over
the lids close without pain
Engulfed by the bright light.....
Transformed
Renewed
Joy
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