Grey

are my eyes
that perceive the loss
the fears, the tears
it nears.

Faithless love unkind
does void my mind
to prepare for time
alone in life
... it’s clear

Freedom’s
relentless winds
call out once more
old ghosts lament
the hurt
implores
... when will it end?

No more.







Deep caverns of loss
tempt my
dreams come undone
... to survive
... remain one
to retreat in disguise
from love’s empty eyes
reflecting
the lies
I perceive only shades
of gray.




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