AmyCassidyKurohoshie

The Colorful Fog

A cool breeze

A cloudy sky

 

I can almost taste it

The beginning of something new

A hurricane of long lost dreams

 

There is something familiar about it

I´ve seen this all before

Long ago, in another world

 

Yet I keep seeking the cold

The warmth never was quite as pleasing

The heat never encouraged me to write

Never encourage me to live

 

Oh how I wish I could change it all

Return it all to zero

To let humanity die and nature claim it all

 

Can you bury my body in the ground

Without any coffin around?

 

I guess I would die happier

Knowing that my mortal shell

Would return to its source

To the mother of all

 

For now though

I just sit here and wonder

About the grey feeling

Spreading through my colorful heart

 

Some days just scream

While others simply whisper

 

Am I supposed to be afraid

Or should I cheer

For the future to come?

 

I know nothing

But that my soul is immortal

 

Comments2

  • Teddy.15

    I love your title it really has a wonderful vision, I like your topic, I don't suppose anyone escapes those grey moments however if we are positive then those grey moments pass. Your last lines are powerful.

  • Goldfinch60

    Our Spirits may meet in time.



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