#greyness
Sometimes it can be peculiarly sad.
You know?
When there’s heavy greyness outside.
It’s empty in whole.
I want much light, but there’s *******
You see?
Such weather becomes boring to everyone.
It’s nastily.
We’d need to suffer, to repent for long.
You know?
We’ve done too much raw missteps.
No right things at all.
I don’t know how all this will turn out.
You see?
I hope we haven’t displeased the fate too much,
Nor you or me.
Jan 24, 2025
Jan 24, 2025 at 3:09 PM UTC
A new day is come, but the greyness is here.
All streets and faces are still grey.
It seems as usual, but this grey sky
Drives me crazy in whole to the extreme.
I see grey asphalt before my eyes.
Sick grey thoughts are overpowering.
It seems as usual, but something’s wrong.
This allout greyness’s cheekily inhering.
I open the window, I want to breathe.
And this grey air arrows me roughly.
It happens boldly, it happens rude.
The air grips me unceremoniously.
The greyness is becoming the part of me.
Even my coffee is cloudy grey.
I’d like to wrap and sleep till snow.
Just want to know it won’t be grey.
Jan 11, 2025
Jan 11, 2025 at 1:56 PM UTC
Do you sit in the corner,
and gaze around in greyness?
Does this universe too
smother your breaths?
Does pain palpate your wounds?
Do you yell over your own wrecks?
Are you as empty as I am?
Dear life, are you too lifeless?
Dec 26, 2018
Dec 26, 2018 at 8:30 AM UTC