The Blue

there are feelings but no meaning.

I’m living but I cannot feel.

I’m laughing but there is no joy.

I drift on the wave of feelings

constantly evading drowning.

the Blue is scarier than the Grey.

you can’t see to the bottom

but you know that’s where it leads.

you drift and drift

until a wave crashes.

the water grips you and,

finally,

you drown.

-Grey