Grey

Heart pining to be bathed in colour

Rather than shackled in battleship grey

Remembrance of love know. And lost

Only fortifies cage forged by own hand

Sporadic and hopeless grasps at shore

Drowning man, flailing without the pity

Fate deserved - this cruel, despairing stasis

Should night finally fall - matter not?

But still, despair and rage undulate

Stalk and circle, tease and entice

Is meaning and light hidden in maelstrom?

A sacred calm within perennial storm