Gray.

I search for your hand and the light of day, but everything's gray.

Lost
And scared
In this mist
I roam with no thought of where I’m headed

 

Thickening fog surrounds me in this night
So alone
Helpless
Lost

 

There is neither darkness nor light in gray
I trek through the unfamiliar of gray
I search for your hand and the light of day
But I can find nothing, everything’s gray

 

Dull
Plain
Feared
Gray.

Author's Note

Written for a contest. Comments? Crit?

Reviews

[Tovli]

a wandering chug--that's how it reads. excellent job. tovli

[Tallulah]

I really liked this but i also found it a bit repetive as well. The last 2 ines of the third stanza are my favorite as well.

[Marlena]

I liked it, it flowed pretty nicely but I also found it slightly repetitive, I love the last two lines in the third stanza though :)