Color

Color I just want something to mean something to me This gray aura is everywhere – it’s all I see I know there has to be something still pumping my blood But I haven’t felt it in forever, I’m stuck in the mud Everything in life seems to be a distraction And I’m missing out on years – due to inaction I guess I find more purpose in people than I’d like to admit But I’ve been burned so many times I just want to quit I’d rather be alone than do the wrong thing Be half the man I was, plus the baggage I’d bring I’m spinning my wheels, I feel defeated Help is not wanted, but I guess maybe it’s needed My heart hasn’t skipped a beat in so long And every night home alone just feels so wrong I finally found something I’m truly afraid of Growing old alone, the absence of love I don’t want it to be what fixes me But it would add some color to everything I see 7/19/19