Perspective

When even the rainbow colors are merely shades of gray,
I know it is only my dark glasses.

The Valley of Despair

Lost
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?
Why?
What does it matter?
 
Still, I go.