Gray

Kind smiles remind me Unfortunately Of the past year which Unfortunately Was built off the dreams I had in stasis Dreams laced with chemical aftershock Taste diluted Weeping stunted Growth shunned Barbaric fabrics Wound tightly around my mouth Sharpened barbs stabbing my cheek flesh Underground intentions making purple lines Fissuring scars Transparent manifestations that Unfortunately Have become an element of my personality A subject of debate for the man within who Unfortunately Will never be the same again