Gray

Sitting slowly silently loosing self sanity perception
In a grayed tomb inhabited but not home
All fire, passion reduced
Smoldering down to a cinder
Gray as the day that greets these sad eyes waking
Losing hope through teeth clenched on a dream
My dream our dream what dream is this dream
I live un-waking and wake un-living
Death grip determination to stave off atrophy
This skull blanched white in the course sands of un-change
One single stubborn calcified remainder of myself
Holding tightly
The last Technicolor rainbow
Beckoning endlessly to unseeing eyes
Lands greener beyond the next
Scorched earth miracle
One upon another undeserved offering
To please those faceless gods of fate
Preaching faith in failure
My soul fades slowly to gray
Evaporating unnoticed into the omnipresent gloom of these hazy days