Untitled Poem #10

Time slows
stand still
watch the birds fly away.
Take moments
hesitations
turn away from this pain.
Darkly
thoughts turn
no longer wanting
needing only
to not feel like this
anymore.
Grey landscape
I plod along
head down
there is no where else to go.
Century upon century
you will find us all alike
broken
dejected
a closed off heart.
Colors are gone
aching
wrenching
tears slip and flow.
Stare at me not
look away
I would rather fade
lost in the dark
than stay here another day.
November 27/18
Picture was taken by me summer of 2017.