Too long, you were
the object that
blocked
my light.
I gave you form,
held tight with
memory and coloured
it opaque with
stolen intentions.
No longer,
I refuse to live
where the light
can’t find me.
Strip away
these layers of dust
I let settle
over my mind
until all my
barriers are
transparent
and you no
longer exist.
Β© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
