Brycycle

Smudge

The glass shields around my eyes are breaking,

With every thought that intercepts my vision.

 

The glass shatters and out bursts a river,

Free-falling down my face.

 

The mental plagued tears go past my mouth,

Making it look far from the smile that was once there.

 

My hands shudder with every move,

My eyes flutter with everything my mind says.

 

The word immediately evaporates when I ask,

\"why?\",

Then wistfully condenses upon my eyes.

 

I blink away the steam and wipe the tears,

And all that’s left is a smudge of what my mind fears.

 

BG

-08/08/17-