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One of those Gray Days
Im having another Gray day , a day where i see no color.
Inside these walls, the sky is no longer blue, the grass is no longer green.
A day where the sounds, and smells no longer effect me.
Where the music no longer makes me sing along,
where the candles and food no longer make me smile at their smells.
Im having another Gray day, where my depression trys to bleed me dry.
Taking all my happiness away, telling my body today is the goodbye type of day.
I dont want to say goodbye, but my life seems like just another lie.
I just want to smile and be free, of the crazy emotions inside of me.
Why cant i run away, letting the grass beneth my feet guide me,
why cant i look at the sky and see how beautiful the clouds are above me,
why cant i smell the scents around me, and let them enchant my memories?
Why am i stuck inside this gray fog that surronds me?
life is a rollercoaster
I like to think life is a rollercoaster, we have ups and downs, twists and turns, you can ride it with closed eyes or try opening them. No two rollercoaster are the same either, different ups and down, twists, turns, etcetera however its only in the last moments of our ride do we know if we really enjoyed it or not. Gray days just need to be colored in, you just need to find the crayon box