by Sam Borner

Created on: December 24, 2008   Last Updated: May 25, 2011

The
MANY SHADES OF GREY

Another morning breaks
And I'm still awake.
The night spent pacing
And racing dots around with my eyes.
A weariness is upon me, creeping
Doing anything aside from sleeping.
Coffee is medicine and life support.
I avoid dreaming 'cause life's too short.
Another weary day, so wonderfully grey.
So long I've lived this way,
I'm used to it,
I always get through it.

A mind so distant
That for just one instant
The world wasn't so improbable;
Life wasn't so impossible.
It might just come to be:
You just became the world to me.

Beside myself I watch the time go by.
My eyes sore, my mouth so dry.
Walking around-
Going inside, going out.
Another moment, another phase;
Each phase forever when I'm in it.
The miles feel like days.
The miles feel like minutes.
I focus on the ground,
I focus on the sky.
With the autumn colors all around
I pass myself right by.

I'm counting all the shades of grey.
I can't keep count-
But I keep counting anyway.
I remember something.
I forget everything.
I could be anything,
But I am nothing.
Once it occurred to me:
I might just come to be-
You just became the world to me.

I'm walking in no particular direction.
I can't keep walking-
But I keep walking anyway.
I'm so dizzy circles become lines
And everything reminds
Me of you and all the times
That never were so close to me.
They might just come to be
When you become the world to me.

The miles feel like days.
The miles feel like minutes.
No distance is too far.
I've got you, my north star
To guide my way by night and day
Through every single shade of grey.
I focus on the ground,
I focus on the sky.
With your light all around
I pass myself right by.

A sleepless night arrives again.
I can't sleep- I never can.
All this time writing, erasing,
Facing the mirror avoiding my eyes.
A loneliness upon me, creeping
In the darkness gently weeping,
Keeping memories close to heart
But joy can't end if it doesn't start.
So long I've lived this way
In between the black and grey.
There is no night,
There is no day.
I lost my light
And words to say.
So diffused...
In a moment of grace, not confused
The world wasn't so improbable.
I was unstoppable.
It might just come to be;
You'll become the world to me-
And I will finally be able to sleep.

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