Sunday, April 28, 2024

Gray

It's all an endless gray
That much I finally understand
All the emotions swelled and roared 
And then spilled out of my hand

With overwhelming pressure 
It crashed down around me
And with the smallest of drops -
So small they couldn't see

In the end it all runs dry
Voices flowing til they're hoarse 
In the past it's been replenished 
But we've bled the very source 

Now there's nothing left
And nothing left to say
All the color drained from the world
And turned to endless gray

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