Unfold

The shades of gray that batter the mind

An imprint from yesterday in a moment we find

 

Time has passed and more is to be

All in time a faded memory

 

A collection of seconds that add to the pile

The more there are the more worthwhile

 

Layered deep behind are the intrusive thoughts

Years of reflection to sort through or not 

 

A lack of trust to feel incomplete 

As an image of the memory engages to compete 

 

The window to an epiphany can be a long fall 

As the emotions are empty and no longer recalled 

 

A desperate glance at the grace of perfection 

A lacking example with the burning dissection 

 

A piece of gray that fades with the night

From a distant view it has vanished from sight

 

A tear on the edge as the hem works to hide

Only with a few are we to confide 

 

An exhausting search leaves little to find 

A reluctant hesitation to cohesively bind 

 

A natural blue that blends with the gray

A fist full of colors in a hand on display 

 

As the end of a memory escapes and turns cold

A lost sense of meaning begins to unfold