Filled to empty

Gray is my color, charcoal hues, smudged fingers, dirty clothes.......

 

Full from emptiness

as a heart that bloodlessly beats

 or lungs bereft of breath

 

circumspect I look to an

overcast horizon for dawn's light

not even a ray of hope

 

clouds continue on and on

 monochromatic gray that oppresses

that weighs down

 

the worm is a caterpillar

without hope of change

 

this day

this week

this month

this year

still the same

 

will there come a savior to pull me from the depths below

I am still waiting

 

will the heart heal from scars of the past

I am still waiting

 

will the storm subside

I am still waiting.....I call out, echo replies silence.........

Author's Note

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Reviews

[ETERNITY]

I'm so sorry. Beautiful work.

[Dave W.]

Thank you, I have kind of been walking in a very low place for some time.

[Chris Shaw]

Those clouds weigh heavy. Scars from the past can take a long time to heal. I feel a desperate situation here of wanting to be rescued. Wanting change , but no glimmer of light. A difficult situation for anyone to be in.

Chris

[Dave W.]

Very perceptive. Just longing for the storm to clear

[Chris Shaw]

Hopefully it will be soon.