​It crept on me . One incident , one moment and the colours fell apart. The surroundings turned pale and unfamiliar. Previous senses of belonging do not make an appearance anymore. The cataract has drawn me in . There is no warmth in the skin , the heart feels cold, the colours are faded and sort of unwanted . There is light , but I am surrounded by darkness . Reflections terrify me , remind me of the moment that marked the change , the jump that stained me. 

I see the lights now .They do not appear to be too brightening but lightens the surrounding a little. The hollow is still there but the presence of an energy provides the soul a sort of warmth. The stains are deeply embedded on the skin but tend to provide me with lessons mostly. It is slowly outgrowing thr territory . Its starting to spread wings.

The wings were supposed to be terrifying .but they provide hope and strengthen the urge of swimming through the dark and deep. Curiosity tingles me as I break out of the cocoon to discover the other side . The wings spread like imagination on a piece of paper. It breaks the confinement and brings more light,

now it shines, through the darkness. Step by step , i am unveiling , very slowly. As the light strikes me, the new growth shines above the dark . I am learning to accept the reflection . There are blossoms bursting forth . There is better light now... inside.