Gray Tone

I want to talk.
I want to feel again.
The colors are repeating and the walls are pressing in. My soul feels gray while my heart bleeds black.
My body feels heavy and my skin keeps stretching.

The radiant dance of the sun doesn't shine in this room. I want to feel free again and slow dance in the dark.

I don't know what to do.

My life is passing me by.
Everyone who loves me is let down and soon will give farewell

I remember those times way before my first love.
Where everything seemed hopeful and the future bright. The world was in my hand ready to be molded.
But now the ember of my burning corpse has been put out.
The wind slowly drifting with everything I once had.
I've been pushed to the ground and haven't gotten up,
The problems are piling up and the gravity is too much.
I feel stuck and no ones coming to help,
Its only me in this dark place and all my demons want to be paid.
I feel weak,
I feel hopeless,
I just want to love with my heart bright red
Enough to give life like the literature I once read.

There are no voices
There is no music
No color
No smiles or frowns,
Just the persistent gray tone of a miserable life
Waiting to be drowned.

Please somebody.
Help me.
Tell me something.
Tell me.
I'm crying out loud but there's no one to hear.
There's no one to see.
No one to bare.
No one to feel.
No one to care.
Its just me and the pain is growing deep.
I'm yelling out somebody help
but I don't know the words.
I don't know the language.

I don't know what I want,
I've been asleep for two years
And I have finally woken up,
Its time to get up its time to fight.
Its time to tell the world fucck you and die right.
Its time to feel my pulse its time to be alive,
I hate myself for sleeping and the bills still waiting,
I will roam free.
I will set out to be the man I once dreamed.