Wide Awake

If anyone asks, 
just tell them, 
that the scars are healed, 
and, 
the mirror, 
no longer lies, 
when I look into it, 
eventaully all of them, 
will see with their own eyes, 
what I see with mine.

I have let it go, 
off to where I it belongs, 
to some other place, 
a place not my own, 
that was made, 
for all those, 
broken pieces. 

T. S. Deary 
P.A.F.M. 
12/23/25