Blindfold

I look back and see
the wreck I've left behind,

The cracks I couldn't change,
the mess that stayed the same

During days, weeks, months
of wearing the blindfold,

Believing that if I ignored it,
it would go away.

I see the mess
I've left behind

And realize that
he couldn't change

No matter how much
I tried to believe.

Denial makes one
endure so much.

I turn to look and see
what lies ahead,

A blank slate waiting
to be painted with life.

Only I know the way.


10/4/12