Vision

I took off the blinding sunglasses
with shaky hands, on buckled knees
re-examined my bloodless gashes
I bled out long ago
I’m free

Free of the rusted chains
used to torture and bind me
looking back
I see the faceless, broken figure
crawling on the fire blackened ground
behind me

Tired of being terrorized
tired of feeling caged and crazed
I've been stumbling and bumbling
like a drunken toddler
limping out of this darkly twisted maze

I thought the sun was dead
but it was just me
it’s ok now though
because finally
I’m free.