grey

what is today?

Photo by Ludwig Theodor von Ruhm on Unsplash

some days I’m black
some days I’m white
some days I’m grey as hell

riding the wave
of the collective consciousness
UPS and downs — ebbs and flows

the shadows are eating me today
but tomorrow the light shines through
I hope

everything is moving so fast
I pause, take a deep breath
but my breath seems shallow

I take twenty short breaths
into the solar plexus
hoping for slow and calm, but

my body is tired
my soul is tired
my brain is tired

everything’s tired
even when I sleep I’m tired
it’s annoying

I wake up in the morning and I wonder,
is this a black day?
is this a white day?

or is this a pewter day
perhaps a steel day
or soft and muted, like dove grey

what shade do I exist in today
I feel like the waves of human consciousness…