I’m not usually a poet. I don’t even know if I’d consider this a poem (maybe it’s free verse). It’s a little piece of indulgence, something I had to write to get it out of my head…
Some things can change you.
Take away pieces of you.
Just a little. Just enough.
Enough to soften your heart, make you a little kinder. A little more understanding.
It’s never like you think it’s going to be.
Wavy lines of colors fade.
Perceptions shift; change as you change.
Suffocating in the gray.