And alas!
How my vision was halted.
By the blinding facade.
And before translucence came along.
All light was gone.
Therefore I stand.
With transparent vision.
There lies the hidden truth.
Feelings revealed from the broken youth.
Thus from where does one cease the bewilder.
Where does one perceive.
A feeling, that can baffle the fool.
Hence an epiphany is commenced.
But do not go against.
For it is considered as truthfully cruel.
Luminescence you will follow.
For a light will guide you, though at times it may blind you.
But do not fear, my dear.
For that same light that blinds.
Gives you a remind.
Of the façade.
That blinded your eyes.