my eyes hold a camera
the ones you find today
capturing beauty and life
with a single snap;
a single blink

everyday a new picture
captured in the same way
the color, the brightness
the same everyday.

then came the pain
the shattering of a lens
the excruciating pain, a broken camera

another day, a new picture
captured, now, in a different way
no color, no brightness
the same from that day

- expressed in a poetry recital by Everleigh
  [ a girl who found the darkness in her bright world ]