Still~

“I felt very still and empty, the
way the eye of a tornado
must feel, moving dully along
in the middle of the
surrounding hullabaloo.” ~Sylvia Plath

It’s a black and white haze
While you wait
Colour fades
The things you say
Turned colour to grey
While we wait
Nothing remains the same.
Dark shadows loom
No light in the room
Corner eye fright
Waiting for the night
We wait
Colour fades
Waited still
No fun no thrill
Dark days fill
You talk
I remain still…

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