I dwell in shade
Engulfed by grays
No color palette to
Enliven my days
Shadows take hold
Where my life enfolds
I have no rainbows
To enliven my soul
All my words drift
Into soundless mist
I look into the mirror
And I don’t exist

I have no face
I’ve been erased
All that I am is painful space


© 2017 Mother Wintermoon 🙏

For D’verse and host Lillian, using “shades” as our inspiration.