Sometimes I find it too bright to feel at ease. Sometimes light brings bad news and darkness will deliver hope. Some of us live in grey worlds filled with unwanted feelings of solitude. Grey is the feeling of not moving forward.
It's the feeling you get when you walk into another room without knowing the reason why you entered in the first place. It's the feeling when you wake up and just stare without the want to get up.
It's a dull feeling that swells up and festers inside your heart; when you breathe, when you feel, when you live. It's the feeling ..... No ..... It's the stationary waiting for death ..... No human should feel this way.