Day 1: It had begun
My life, starting off all right
And though I had the bright, bright sun
It couldn’t save me from the night
It throbbed in me
I couldn’t understand
Like life had a fee
And I was part of the wrong plan
The days got darker
And the nights brought me light
That; That was the marker
My color range was tight
I sat sometimes
In deep disarray
And would stand at the chimes
To end another grey day
My eyes were bleeding
No one could understand
But all the work was feeding
Feeding away from colors command
It threw its arms around me
Its presence, it was cold
But that thing was filled with glee
Glee, to see me slowly mold
I was all alone
The anxiety took the prize
I turned it over, changed the tone
Listened to all its lies
The hue and saturation
The brightness, the darkness, the light
Proved to me, the damnation
The fight I couldn’t fight
Running, crying
Into the dark world
The colors streaked by me
Proving every level
A tiny little pothole
That left me littler each time
The grass was swaying
In the dark, white meadow
I sat down, doing the praying
While the wind, on me did blow
They splattered on the ground
Those tears of black
And they bled into the ground, hoping to be found
But the earth wouldn’t give them back
I was waiting for the rain
The only thing that I loved
The thing that saved me from the pain
For it to, the world did shove
I felt the breeze of the final me
I am waiting for it to hail
The shades I saw and had seen...
The world was my grey scale