Why now, after all these years
have my eyes opened?
The initial shock
-blindness
-bright white light
-blurriness
-focused sight
I see you
your true self
not who you pretend to be
I see through your mask
I see the meanness in your eyes
underneath that facade of love
How have I wronged you
what deserves that much hate?
All poems were written by Tina M. Nolan
© 1999 Tina M. Nolan