Shades Of Gray Poem by Jennifer Batch

Illusions, every one of them, everything she's come to know
Her whole world crumbles before her, disappearing colorful vapors
Leaving only shades of gray desolation and destruction
As if a dream were being transformed into an unfathomable nightmare
Not as if the signs had never been shown
Not as if the warnings had never been sounded
Tis a sort of bliss not to face the reality of the hangman before the final moments
A resounding voice deep within kept calling out to be heard though she would not listen
Only the beckoning of your voice falling upon her ears is what she heard
Two faces you possess though her eyes only ever saw one
How could she not know the completeness of who you are for so long?
Sensing her own world coming undone, trying to hold on by escaping into other worlds
What a silly girl to think that someone else's world could somehow save her
So here she lay, hiding beneath covers, trying not to look upon her fading world
A world made of crumbled paper illusions, like water colors upon a canvas
All the pretty colors being washed away, disappearing colorful vapors
Leaving only shades of gray desolation and destruction