Imagine glare packaged as pain
Life giving sunshine touching the inner eye
flashes immobilizing hope
of finding the beauty of a brightly lit day.
It is RP making me feel this way.
The window is open, bird songs fill my ears
A soft spring breeze warms the room.
My eyes stay closed
Already the earth kissing rays hurt
And it pains me to know
What so many others look forward to experiencing
These damaged eyes can’t process.