Ever so still
Breathing slowly
In and out
But nothing
At all
Seems to come
From your heart
Icy frozen
Deep inside
Nothing breaks
The hard shell
Inside is air
Old cracks
Starting to fade
As you regenerate
Into something new
The limit was reached
To the next level
You start
Only to be broken again
Pinpricks of fear
Trying to get in
But you stare unfeeling
And not seeing
What feels so wrong
Determination sits
In the far corner
Alive but in a coma
Not pushing forward
Happiness hangs
On the ceiling
A heavy weight
Piano music floods in
But you've become deaf
To the sound of your screams
The weeping and the laughter
It becomes part of the background
And it's only later
That you realize
You're changing
You lost your color
And you're powerless to stop it
Because you have no energy
And everything is already dark
You can't find the way back
You're lost
Groping around blindly
Trying to go back
But a wall is behind you
And a door in front of you
Maybe the only option
Is to walk
Through the tunnel
In the pitch black
Without light
And without taste
Sound or smell
Maybe that's all
You can do now
Until you can
Find color again
And maybe
Start to feel
Something inside
Other than ashes
And shattered souls
And even
Perhaps
Begin to feel whole.
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Chromatic Musings
PoetryA series of free-style reflective poems. Note: All are personal and may not apply to all readers.