I sit in the darkness of daylight,
a shadow on the wall,
seeking colors while lingering in grays.
No one is here but silent enemies,
malice and doom,
fear mongers whistling away the day.
Outside, green glistens beneath a sky so blue
it hurts my eyes.
In the old days, a step into sunlight and warm
smiles muffled the mindless ramblings of gloom
before he could warn of murkiness ahead,
fraught with dread and isolation.
I did not see it then.
Darkness, hiding, waiting for a moment when
tears would dampen the ground beneath my feet.
No, I did not see it then.
Instinct left before checking in.
It was unfortunate, a result of a windy day.
I lost my grip on a weightless wish that floated away.
I could not save it or the spirit that once lived
in the folds of a new day.
Just a window framing sky is all that remains.

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