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 condolence

remind yourself
of only memories
that are worth all embrace
remind yourself
that in the absence we
remember permanence

living only with the memory,
the weight only becomes heavier
when begging life from behind glass
from behind glass
with open arms welcoming all remembrance

remind yourself
of only memories
that are worth all embrace
remind yourself
that in the absence we
remember permanence

slowly losing all sight

this is the dark display of
your thoughts on my mind