#notdark

Grey matter. I have been grey there have been a period of grey. No colours, no shades except grey. Going through the back of my mind I long for colour, but are there any colours left… I do not know of anything except the shades of grey of which my life has been compacted to. But are these shades of grey brighter now or as dark a grey as they were in the beginning.. As I ponder on what my mind see, the shades of grey has shifted that is true. But grey is grey, there is no life in grey, except the timeless photos and movies were even dead things come to life. My life is no movie although there contains cliches  that would remind you of a movie. The grey has swallowed me, I close my mind the grey has started to creep out into my eyes. Grey swallows all as does darkness and colours, but the grey brings nothing, there is nothing. With nothing what is there but grey matter. The answer is waiting, nothing but nothing and wait. For in the grey nothing exist, grey matter waits and so do I. For colour or darkness no one knows.

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