False Colour

The grass is full of colour
Yet the sky is bleak and grey
A perfect portrait
Of me standing there that day

A heart so full of sorrow
The pain so hard to take
I’m scouring the horizon
Every moment I’m awake

The path stretches out before me
But I see no end in sight
All I see is distance
A silent vista, drown.

I felt so very empty
You felt so far away
Just how near you was I?
Standing there that day

by Kay Conlon

Comments (1)

I really like this one... the words really flow together well. So much emotion and heartache.