Grey

Silence 

Dark doom

Gloom 

No space to bloom 

Voices and Voids 

Tremors and trenches 

Cracks and crevices 

In the constricting room 

Of my unending brain. 

It's dingy

Dimly lit

Rattling noise 

Of chains I feel.

I see unyielding steel bars

One held captive 

Only a formless face 

One without expressions 

But I make out 

It's in agony. 

A lashing whip 

Races towards it 

Wrapping dreams and hopes 

And striking it all down 

In one go. 

I tremble 

A smile? 

Pasted on my exterior .

But darkness and depression 

Hound my interior.

I falter 

To stand afoot 

No roots 

Crumbling pillars

Grumbling expectations ,

I am exhausted 

Of the grey 

Of the bland 

Of the disgust 

Of the fear

Mounting for myself.