Slipping into monochrome

forget the things I used to know


all I think about is fleeing

I’m sleeping for the chance of dreaming

leave a life to keep from being

I’ll give this up, no more feeling


I can’t stomach this sense of staying

the monotony, the praying

telling me to keep waiting


but there’s a luxury in saying

but not knowing,

in telling me I’m just growing


and in crafting gratitude I hold my spite

let you martyr in my fight

you wait for me to take my place

but I can’t rinse this off my face.

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