Tears, Rainy Tears

Blinded by my own silky thoughts,
My eyes cannot bear and tolerate but release
Tears like sudden midnight showers
Preceding a scorching day spent in hell,
A living hell so hot that my rusty chains
Melted away like blood from a wound.

Survival comes to the mind like an unwanted visitor;
Hell has been my home for too long,
Dungeon my bedroom for an adequate period
Far too long that on my departure
I felt like I was throwing my frail life away.

Tears like the showers of early Autumn
Assuring me that I still have my chains
And segregation still define my freedom;
Segregated from the lively literal world
Imprisoned in my own blinding silky thoughts ,
Hell created a teary lake within me
And blinded me from my own liberty-
It is now that I weep.