My Love where are you?
My Love when are you coming home?
My Love can’t you see you are out there alone?
My Love you dont need to stand in the rain
My Love you dont need to withstand the pain

I found my Love on the street someday
On the ground and spinning around
Left behind by my lover
I guess it is over
There was a beginning? - I asked my Love.

A blinding diamond that grips me
I see through it the blanketing grey clouds
It’s whole, it’s shadow, it’s shallow
Chained my eyes to see
How poisoned a mind can be

Mines of temptations and sorrows
Unseen like all the undying tomorrows
Running in place in the meadows
Hoping to pursue real jewels
But lost in the ephemeral eternal space
Of the diamonds in the sky

Futile the flight
If not to be at peace
Futile the flight
If unable to savior

The blue bronze
Golden and grey
White withering sky

Futile the fate
Of a feathered mind
Futile a scape if not to fly

Colors, withdrawn from eyes
Too tired to see
Now see clearer
Shadows in the paintings -
Lit up by omnipresent light

Too long to see and to find
Withdrawn, out of the mind
Darker by the minute
But clearer to see
What reality may really be

Color Withdrawal
Too much grey
Cutting reality
Sharpened truths
Flash that blinds