She has a silvery
shadow on her eyes.
And her irises
rest between black lines,
prison bars she willingly
draws on herself.
She unwillingly shuts herself away.
By putting soot
on her eyes,
expecting it to bring clarity.
To help her see
what was always right
in front of her.
By: Leilah Bhyat
© Leilah Bhyat 2020
And another thing 