The calming evening wind blew around me.
It was silent no birds, cars, people or anything.
Everything was light grey. The grey color made me dizzy. I don't like the grey color.
Can we make it go away? I grabbed the color I tore it in half. Took it's head and ripped it off and tossed it into the darkness. Wonder where it went? Bye, bye grey color.
The noise began again.
Too loud. They're all yelling. Why are they yelling? Why are the people yelling at me? Why are the birds yelling at me? Why are cars so loud?
Oh, She isn't yelling. The girl in the grey sweater. The one with the coffee. The one who came out of the coffee shop. The girl in the grey sweater. The same light grey.
Oh, she doesn't have a head
YOU ARE READING
Faded
PoetryIt's all floating and disintegrating away from my reach. I can't keep it all together.
