Blue And Grey

I can’t comprehend
the ache, the sorrow

I lie on the cold floor
mind blurring away
becoming one with the pain
as mornings and nights
pass away

The birds chirrup
the rainbows glide
the heart cries
whines and sighs

I can’t comprehend
this little—oh, life
heavier is to breathe
worse is to sleep
black and white
has shrouded the bliss
which once I held close
true to the soul

Cold and silent—
all this, and nothing more