Oh, how quiet I am.
Oh, how quiet my life is
Oh, how dull and bland.
How grey the skies are.
How silence follows me everywhere like a ghost incessantly haunting me.
But, this ghost is familiar.
One I know very well.
So, in those moments I let the ghost haunt me and it allows me to try to make sense of the grey skies within me.
And, I've learned to appreciate this friend who follows me so loyally.
For its presence is a warm embrace.
Now, I know.
The ghost haunting me isn't dull or a curse.
It's beautiful.
And, now I stare up at those same grey cloudy skies and smile.
And my new friend smiles as well.
Feb 13
Feb 13, 2026 at 3:23 PM UTC
Oh, how quiet I am.
Oh, how quiet my life is
Oh, how dull and bland.
How grey the skies are.
How silence follows me everywhere like a ghost incessantly haunting me.
But, this ghost is familiar.
One I know very well.
So, in those moments I let the ghost haunt me and it allows me to try to make sense of the grey skies within me.
And, I've learned to appreciate this friend who follows me so loyally.
For its presence is a warm embrace.
Now, I know.
The ghost haunting me isn't dull or a curse.
It's beautiful.
And, now I stare up at those same grey cloudy skies and smile.
And my new friend smiles as well.
