My Favorite Color is Grey

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By Bailey Vaughn

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This sadness that I feel

Cuts way down deep

Rests in my soul

& pulls at my feet

 

It swallows me whole

While I drown in despair

And on top of that

I pretend not to care

 

But the more I pretend

The more wholesome it becomes

Because it is no fool

It knows what I have done

 

It tells me who I am

And how to feel

And then when I feel for others

The pain is too real

 

It may even be worse

Than my own

Because when empathy steps in

It says

you’re not alone

 

And although this is true

It makes me so sad

Because I wish I could

Take away all of the bad

 

I wish I could unravel your heart

And fill it with only butterflies

And happiness at the start

 

But instead I watch

People pass me by

And their sadness and hurt

It makes me cry

 

Because I know

A love so deep

The pain is slow

Weary and steep

 

And while I know

I do know

There will be brighter days

I prefer to live in dark dark haze

 

For the sadness will come

And it will always say

As it whispers in my ear

your favorite color

Is the color of grey.