Grey Matter

I watch as my eyes become clouded.

I sit still as my lungs continue to constrict…

It’s forgetting to take in breath.

We have forgotten what it means to breathe.

 

My grey matter fails me.

All one-hundred billion fail me.

Confused… It attacks itself

Turning blue by default

 

My sensuality kills and drowns and sanity.

My creativity is my blue captivity.

 

When it all turns black…

Red will be all you see.

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