Darkness [poem]

 

Living in the past now,

but I’m not looking back.

Not looking anywhere, in fact,

only frozen in time.

Waking up now,

but there is no color.

I live in a world

that’s in shades of grey

but maybe it’s all I deserve.

No feeling

no tears

just the emptiness.

No words

no song

only the fading memory.

Cutting me deeper

sharper

but I just ignore it.

Shining stronger

brighter

but it is not alive.

I’m living in my own world

in shades of grey.

There’s no one here

now

only ghosts with voices.

There’s no pain

now

just emptiness

like darkness

that swallows me

bit by bit

taking parts of me with it.

Not anger

or sadness

not alive

like pain.

It’s both

but it’s neither

it’s something words can’t describe.

Time cannot heal it

time cannot penetrate through.

Time cannot heal it

time cannot...

Only sorrow can mend

it

Because sorrow is real

sorrow is

alive.