gray

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By voxbox vacancy

thank you, Jesus, for the sky today i wasn't aware that there were so many shades of gray and yet i find it unbelievable that such a sky is always changing in the wise words of a friend, "such is life" and i suppose the life we have is worth living but it hurts to breathe and i ache to sleep the weights of the world are bearing down upon my weary shoulders yeah, this "happy" is just a cover though i hate the hipocrisy in it all i'm just not as strong at i thought i was my walls are being torn down and there is nothing left for me here all i've sought after has disappeared the memories are fading i just want to feel again to touch and get burned to warm up to the after-glow but there's some talk going around that i can't do it by myself yeah, i might just die without you here i'm lost in all the shades of gray

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