Grey

By: Alyssa Livingston


Her eyes were a black oblivion
Emotionless and boring as she spoke
Her mood was always blank,
Just like an inelegant piece of paper.
Little did others know,
Her heart spiraled down
Into a deep, dark abyss
It shattered,
All of her passion and warmth slowly drained out.

Grey she was.
Gloomy and divergent
Broken and dejected
Living in dismay, and misery
Wanting to yelp for help,
But never once made a sound.
She was hushed as the stygian night
She was casted away like a shadow
And isolated like an unspoken word

She attempts to hide her emotions,
Like hiding behind the curtain of a stage.
Behind the stage of society
However, she fails often
Tears start to stain her baby soft cheeks
Her heart starts to badly ache by the grief she felt
And she was reunited with her former friend, loneliness

Her expression was no longer emotionless,
It was covered with pure depression,
It possessed her

Yet her breaking down moment only happened rarely,
Only if she couldn’t withstand the pain
Dejection and misery controlled her emotions.

Grey she was
Gloomy and divergent
Broken and dejected
Living in dismay, and misery
Yet this time
A light had slowly started to spark.

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