Gray Poem by Richard D Remler

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I've been gone a year today.
There isn't much to tell.

I'm still as lifeless as can be.
A hollow, empty shell.

It's darker here than I was told.
It's never warm. It's never cold.

The air breathes ghastly, soulless, grim.
And I feel so very old.

We have no stars, no open sea.
No bread, no drink. No company.

Nothing welcome do I see
But purgatory misery.

I've counted every step I took,
And feel I've made some ground.

I've clawed my nails into the dust
Without making a sound.

Shadows echo from the dark,
Whispering my name,

And taunt me in my emptiness,
As if it were a game.

And I've been gone a year today.
There isn't much to tell,

When all the colors bleed to gray,
And there is nothing left to say.



Copyright © MMXV Richard D. Remler