Blinded by Darkness

I pull myself

From off the bathroom floor

Soon, family

Will arrive at my front door

I wash my face

And look into the mirror

I’m here again

My heart flooded with fear

I reach up high

Our closet’s shelf, atop

And gather sheets

I hope these are enough

I lay down again

And rest some more

As I feel it

Seep from every pore

I take to task

And start with covering

Our bedroom mirror

With Fleur-de-lis molding

And then the bathroom

I take another glance

And shutter

A ghastly appearance

I think to shower

And wash it all away

Not right now

Perhaps later today

I move beyond

Our bedroom to the kitchen

And shield

Another; my reflection

And so on

Throughout my dwelling place

I can’t stand

To look upon my face

And lastly

I move toward the sight

Of me

On a journey into night

I can’t bear

To gaze upon my life

Without you

Standing by my side

And to realize

In this scent and pain I’m clothed

I’m wrapped in sorrow

In grief’s heavy robe

Perhaps tomorrow

I’ll feel differently

My saddened eyes

Will try to look and see