Frightful Grey

I woke up in my tiny, spiritless room

too tired to keep my eyes open

too cold to keep my heart warm.

My soul was gloomy

my thoughts are suffocating me.

I looked myself in the bathroom mirror

barely recognising my face.

Anxiety screaming through my white skin

and depression singing again.

I walked in the winter morning

avoiding yet another call.

I looked above my head, trying to find the sun,

but I only saw the ghostly sky.

Sky that used to be bright blue

now was a distant memory in my pulsating head.

Someone long forgotten, came into my mind,

uninvited or wanted, but stuck for infinite time.

From dark gray, my thoughts turned into bright pink

going through wasted time in my head

remembering the girl that used to be me.

I hope I can tell girl that is deep buried somewhere inside

who felt invisible and meaningless

that the sun is coming up soon

and the weather will become warm again

and the life she used to have will become colorful once again.

Until then,

I drink again for broken me

with another bottle

full with worthless promises..