Blinding Gray This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

September 27, 2017

It’s the fading of passion,
A casket for ration
Gray is forgetting, all decaying,
The dust on scrapbooks, tapes replaying
Never white but not quite black
Just enough to take me back
Takes it all and leaves too little
Morals fade and rights grow brittle
Pull up the covers, put it out of sight
Gray’s the monsters in the night
A hearse in traffic, never arriving
Flowers wilt that once were thriving
It drags me further in the mist
Until it’s futile to resist
My skin is dry, my eyes are waning
As every drop of life is draining

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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