Into the Grey - Nullingroots

I want to return

Where have I gone?

This pale, overarching shadow is not what I once lived

Dull, gray textures surround all peripheries

Who am I?

This was not my intent

A once physical subsistence has now been superseded mentally and emotionally,

or has this always been here?

Have I been blinded by past hysteria?

Clouded by hopes of resolution?

I yearn to know what’s normal

Dreaming of vacating this desolate shade of grey, this cold, somberly body of

apathy won’t respond

Dreaming of closure, dreaming a bright light