The darkness, now unburdened, 

Unearths tessellating tesserae

Revealing the mosaic into focus.

Yet, an intensity clouds me

To wander away

To unfurl overwhelming emotions

Through tears that do not 

Recognize restraints.

I did not realize before

The melancholic red and orange blur

Clouding the mosaic

With deep sorrow and immense pain

Has always been unbounded loneliness, 

Permeating the slipstream

Permitting me to indulge

To weave words as I slide 

Through the indigo and burgundy

Hues of my soul.