Dark Thoughts
Show me some color I see only gray
Living deep in between is really nowhere to stay
Naively seeing life through a poets colored glasses
I think I will close them now and hide from the masses
Goodnight sweet dreamer
I’ve nothing more to dream
I don’t want to see
I don’t want to feel
I don’t want to play
I don’t want to want anymore
Victim of romantic notions
Flailing about in a fool’s stormy ocean
I’ve been in love with love but no more I think
I’ll think no more I think, that is what I think
© 2016 Michael Garland
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