Grey - Poem by Aly Grey
Grey is my heart saturated with tainted memories,
The grey pollutes my insides like the pregnant grey clouds paint the skies,
Painted with a depression so strong it helps to cut with a razor only,
Love only exists in fairytales and happy endings are pretend.
The grey symbolizes the pain that your love created,
The feelings that I didn’t have for you,
So pretence like the smile plastered on my face,
The big, juicy tears of blood that came from my heart flows as though endless.
Crying out from a bleeding heart,
It drowns my insides like the wicked thoughts drown my heart,
Surrounded by the fading faces that made my cries,
Your face stays and feels like sweet poison,
I know its bad for me; you’re bad for me.
How sad the grey makes me cut like tomorrow will never dawn,
The blood that flows and yet no pain felt reminds me of the dull life ahead of me,
Know this: because of you I’m dead; dead to you as dead as can be,
The addiction to grey must cease! ! ! ! ! ! !
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