See Things As They Are

Clair… obscur… a breath on the Canvas Counted years on stone, a city called Lumière Brush in a trembling hand, grief in the other See things as they are… not how you want them to be The Monolith watches while the rain writes names Gommage on the wind, erasing our frames We chase after comfort, then comfort chases me You can paint a door, but you’re still not free Name what you’re feeling; it loses its teeth Truth isn’t cruel; it’s a key you can keep There’s love in the mirror, even cracked at the seam Step through the frame; stop editing the scene See things as they are, not how you want them to be Let sorrow pass through like tide through the street Playing god makes ghosts that beg us to sleep Wake up, Dessendre hearts—choose the rough, honest beat Clair… obscur… show me the ending I’ll hold what’s true, even when it’s mean Clair… obscur… no varnish, no disguise Real light cuts through painted lies Aline draws a haven to cradle her pain Renoir guards the gates, afraid of the rain Clea’s flame for control, Alicia’s quiet plea Verso wears a mask but he still learns to see Escapes turn to cages when we lock the door Avoiding the wave only builds you a storm Compassion isn’t “yes,” it’s “this is what is” Acceptance isn’t giving up—it’s how we live See things as they are, not how you want them to be Let sorrow pass through like tide through the street We’re more than our canvases, we’re more than the grief Stand in the weather till the sky lets you breathe Say the fear out loud; name its color and weight Hold the memory gently; don’t make it a fate If you craft a world to avoid what you miss You’ll craft more hurt—truth costs, but ignorance is bliss… not peace Thirty… thirty‑one… thirty‑two… thirty‑three… Lumière, breathe with me: in… out… we see Clair / obscur—no saints, no enemies Just family learning how to be See things as they are, not how you want them to be Let sorrow pass through; leave room to heal and speak We honor what was by living honestly Dessendre hearts, paint light with humility Clair… obscur… I choose reality Clair… obscur… it finally sets me free See things as they are… and let the rest be