~~~~~down~~~~~

A weight pushing down on me

Smothering all I can see

Blanketing all I can feel

Mechanically I move

Out of habit perhaps

Slowly, sluggishly

Without passion

Without motivation

A robot without a program

Aimlessly performing

My day to day tasks

Touch has no feeling

Taste has no flavor

Smell has no aroma

Sight has no color

Sound has no music

The wold has become

Black and white

Soundless and untouchable

I am pure

Audience

Are no longer patient

In a life of wonder

I question

When will this end?

When will we rejoice?

Reaching out

I discover that

There is nothing left

For my seeking hands

It has all become

Grey and dull

Even my friends turn

Their eyes away

They don't want to be tainted

By my world of grey