Observation
One day, all was clear.
Then my vision blurred.
A surgery meant to fix me almost stole my sight.
I feared I’d never see my daughter’s face again.
But I fought.
Another surgery, another chance.
I reclaimed my vision, not just with my eyes, but my life.
9 months ago, life tested me again.
An emergency C-section. A heartbeat caught between light and loss.
I survived.
Now, I paint with hands that touched the edge,with eyes that knew darkness.
Their fire fuels me.
In the masquerade, I stand bare
I am light