This Ash Gray World

Do you know how it feels

To pass by each day...

When all you can see the world in-

Is one color?

Everything I do,

Everything I see...

It's all dull gray.

Can you feel it?

This pain I'm going through...?

I am surrounded by gray,

But every person I see-

Has a bright light pulsing in them.

How come...?

Every time I seek out this bright light,

My eyes-

They get blinded;

I can't help but look away.

That sheer brightness I sought out for,

And yet cannot grasp with my own hands...

Where did my own brightness go?

I've asked myself that question too many times...

No matter what I do,

I can't escape this gray world;

I'm trapped.

This grey world that I call a prison-

Is slowly eating me away.

If I can't escape soon,

I know I'll become an empty shell.

And already...

It's affecting me.

When the day comes,

I find myself cowering and hiding away.

When it is night,

I can't help

But feel relieved at the sight of darkness.

I try to seek out help,

But I don't know how...

-Angel Lin

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