life was always plain.
it was black, grey, but it still had white.
i didn't want to live but i didn't want to die.
but as i went on with life, the white slowly dissapeared without me realizing.
that left me with just darkness and their shadows, no light to be found.
from not wanting to live but not wanting to die to just wanting to die.
cause not being there to see how the shadow will slowly dissapear is better than ending up in darkness like no other.
YOU ARE READING
black, grey, and nothing in between
Poetryfor the thoughts that are in my head, the words stuck in my throat, and the stinging on my chest. a story of how my thoughts progressed, and how much i've changed through the times... hopefully written in english TW: mentions of d34th and 5u1c1d3 my...
