Everything Turns Grey Poem by Born Frustrated

Everything Turns Grey

Rating: 2.3


my mind is blank, and bored



As i lay here
perfectly still
with an emotionless gaze

I look up at the grey sky in my room
then it begins to bleed
down the walls the grey blood slowly moves

until it reaches the floor and there it pools..
seconds fade into minutes
minutes fade into hours and
as the grey reaches me i do not move

my body turns grey, and becomes engulfed
I close my eyes and sleep

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lilly Mandrell 15 November 2007

This is really good. Is so... deep.

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Born Frustrated

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