Losing Sight

With hesitance in knowing that the first

will be a clumsy stitch

no time has felt like the right time

to begin to mend and

with open arms welcoming all condolenceremind yourself

of only memories

that are worth all embrace

remind yourself

that in the absence we

remember permanenceliving only with the memory,

the weight only becomes heavier

when begging life from behind glass

from behind glass

with open arms welcoming all remembranceremind yourself

of only memories

that are worth all embrace

remind yourself

that in the absence we

remember permanenceslowly losing all sightthis is the dark display of

your thoughts on my mind