1 Torture Bride

Veil lifted,

a clear sight,

unaltered by the fragrance of petals,

untinted by the magic of unicorns.

I have stayed blinded for too long.

So long that reality looks like a vast space,

engulfed in total darkness.

Reeking of defeat, I linger in the silence.

Dark emotions have taken their rituals.

Each one possessed me with no restraint.

Till they got bored and left me alone,

with no emotion to call my own.

Just one little price to pay for my Torture Bride,

Realization.

I will heal, I know I will.

So, why I am here paying for my blindness,

I will just have to keep falling into this abyss,

hoping and praying for an end.

Author's Note

This poem is about realization. Realization is like having a veil lifted from your face and now you can see things clearly. Whatever you realize, it isn't always easy. You tend to get lost for sometime before you can pick yourself up again. For some, it takes a while or maybe longer, while for some, it just never happens. Always remember, whatever you realize, pick yourself up, dust yourself off and move on. Realization isn't just about bad things, it can be good too, remember it is a Torture Bride 👰.

I hope you enjoyed the poem❣️ I remain humbly yours.