When even the rainbow colors are merely shades of gray,
I know it is only my dark glasses.
Archive for July, 2019
in a twilight world
where memories and reality overlay,
I walk in a fog of pointlessness
uncaring where I go
or what I do.
Mountains loom on either side
and close up behind me as I go,
forcing me forward, ever forward.
But to where?
What does it matter?
Still, I go.